Ye always hope when you sign on with a new crew that you’ll become part of the legend of the ship, that they’ll carve yer name in the mast and speak of you in hushed tones on nights when the sea is flat and the air is warm. When I got Shanghaied by Quinnipiac, one note touched me, by the first mate of the Buffalo program, Frank Tutzauer. He promised me that the Communication Department would faithfully celebrate International Talk Like a Pirate Day in my honor. I only hope they have been true to that oath. Or I’ll have to keelhaul the lot of ‘em. Yarrrr.
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It’z happening in ze Second Life too… zexcept over there, you HAVE TO dress like a pirate. Argh me matey!
Livejournal celebrated it with discrete changes. The “save new post” button turned into “Update captain’s log”. The little guy beside your LJ name link wore an eye patch. Your friends’ page was listed as “mateys”. At first I thought it was a hacker thing. But then someone clued me in!