Sail Like A Pirate Day

[thirdbase]

Because some of you are not on facebook, where the pictures can also be found and because, quite frankly, I'm proud I was actually able to manage this, this is a peek at last Wednesday's sailing night on, yes, Talk Like A Pirate Day. I figured since it was a sailing night, I should do something pi-radical. A sword would get in my way, a hat would

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[tompurdue]

> Now what I am going to do for Talk Like A Trollope Day?

"Book love, my friends, is your pass to the greatest, the purest, and the most perfect pleasure that God has prepared for His creatures. "

"A man's mind will very generally refuse to make itself up until it be driven and compelled by emergency. "

"Taken altogether, Washington as a city is most unsatisfactory, and falls more grievously short of the thing attempted than any other of the great undertakings of which I have seen anything in the United States. "

"Let her who is forty call herself forty; but if she can be young in spirit at forty, let her show that she is so. "

Oh, and nice boobs.

(I was going to further add that they go great with the knee pads, but suddenly that seemed like going too far.)

[thirdbase]

The conversation when i got on the boat looked & sounded like this:
I step down from dock at Pirate's Cove (not kidding, that's where we race) onto the cabintop, about where I'm standing with the spinnaker. All the guys on the boat take a bit of a gulp. The skipper says "woah. Uhh...."

I step down into the cockpit (I swear I'm not making these words up) and Joe, the mast guy looks down to/at me and says to no one "well. Good day to be the mastman (because he'll spend a good part of the race looking back and down at me).

I tuck my skirt up (more throat clearing/gulping), pull out my gloves and kneepads and start to put my kneepads on. The foredeck guy, who is over 60 but is in great shape and looks like he's in his 40s, leans in and holds onto Joe and says "Oh my god, she's putting kneepads on."

It was fucking fantastic for my ego, let me tell you. It's been a rough summer and boy, did I need that.

And then a bunch of boats almost hit each other trying to maneuver close to us to see what I was wearing. So that was funny.

[tompurdue]

Just let us know. We'll be happy to leer at you any time.

Sorry it's been a rough summer. If something besides leering will help, you know I'm always happy to help.

[ednoria]

I like pie. And boobs.

[thirdbase]

Mmmm.... Pie.

[gsh]

What is your fb username?

[thirdbase]

This is a more quality entry than on fb.

[whimmydiddle]

Like!

[koralleen]

I am guessing (and googling), but here goes: starboard tack, yes, you are operating a huge coffee grinder, I can tell because my mom had a little coffee grinder with a handle kind of like that one except once we ground dog kibble in it and she was not happy about that, all rights are ceded to you including the right to use who as the object of a preposition. Because wow. I wasn't looking for a new favorite holiday, but now I have one.

[thirdbase]

you're right about starboard tack and I like your take on rights much better!

For this boat, these are the big winches -- the huge coffee grinders are on the really big boats with the really big sails where you need 2 muscular hunks double teaming the wen...winch.

Dog kibble? Oh no... but that's pretty funny.