Arrr me Matey, It’s Ruddy Wet!

It’s talk like a pirate day today.

I kid you not. Truly.

Don’t believe me? Go here.

But here’s the thing…

Despite my early enjoyment of pirate portrayals in Tintin’s The Secret Of The Unicorn, Gilbert & Sullivan’s Pirates of Penzance, and movies such as Pirates of the Caribbean and Princess Bride (not the Pirate Movie though – that one was overly chock full of ooey, cheesy goodness) I don’t know my pirate lexicon well enough to write this post in pirate talk…

And that, my friends, makes me very, very sad.

Naturally I pulled a mongoose and went to find out more, and here’s what I learned: there are a lot of great sites devoted to sharing the joy of pirate talk. I meandered over to the UK TLAPD website, giggled at the site address, and was delighted to learn that I already used some of the words on that list. (Just not at work – there’s no way to work in words like wench, booty or gentlemen o’ fortune without earning yourself a meeting with HR to talk about your ‘attitude’).

* Glossary and an A-Z: here

* Basics and Pickup lines (!?!): here

* English-To-Pirate Translator: here

Aye, this be the end of this here post…

La Vida Drama

After the usual amount of over-discussion and analytics, the darling boy and I decided it was time to get cable again. He missed hockey. I had never had the opportunity to see George in action on his show at the CBC – at least not from the comfort of my own couch. Both of us miss the B-movies from the movie channels (What? You mean you liked Alexander for the acting? Pshaw! I bet you say that about Showgirls too). And yes, I’ll admit it – I wanted to be able to watch Gilmore Girls or Veronica Mars or… well, maybe I’ve said too much.

So we spent part of the weekend getting reacquainted with old friends. Spent 2 hours firmly planted on the couch with cats, tea and a duvet while the CBC gave us a fabulous prelude to hockey season in the form of Hockey: A People’s History. If their goal was to get us revved up for the season it worked. My interest is piqued. That hasn’t happened since before the strike!

Between that and the grocery shopping, cat cuddling, ’emergency’ visit to the local LYS to pick up a smaller size needle and the investment in the latest issue of Rebecca, you could say I’m settling in for a long cold and rainy season. I don’t plan on being a couch potato by any means, but I do suspect more of my activities are going to be home-based or home-oriented.

Well, the cats’ll love that.