Once again, I missed International Talk Like a Pirate Day!
(Brief interlude while I explain to Mrs. Unfocused what I’m talking about. Mrs. Unfocused is not quite as much of a geek as I am, although she is our household sysadmin, so maybe she just has better things to do.)
As I was saying, for the fifth consecutive year, I have missed International Talk Like a Pirate Day, and utterly failed, failed, failed I tell you, to talk like a pirate at ALL.
(It was last Friday, in case you missed it too.)
If I hadn’t been catching up on Mike’s blog, at which he discusses, well, everything under the sun, including International Talk Like a Pirate Day, and Freshhell’s Life in Scribbletown, where apparently even the Scribbletowners talk like pirates once a year, I might have gone weeks without knowing it. Thanks, Mike. Thanks, Freshhell. Thanks a LOT.
I need some kind of countdown clock, like the one I have on the sidebar for Pi Day (scroll down; it’s on the right). Anybody have one I could borrow?
Arrr!
I know, I know, it’s too late. Darn.
By the way, I’m doing a little traveling, so I have pre-written this post and time-shifted it by a day, so it will magically appear on the blog even while I’m doing something else entirely! Yes, I just figured out how to do that. Yes, that’s kind of sad. But still!
The Unfocused Life 
All you have to do is set up an online calendar on Google or Yahoo or even MSN, enter your pirate day, and set it to send you advance reminders. So simple.
Oh, well. The beauty of annual holidays is that they are exactly that: annual. Next year you’ll do better. But, um, you might want to note it in your ’09 calendar now. NOW!
Yeah, there is always next year. This way you get a whole year to practice. You could be the best pirate speaker next year! Won’t that be fun at work?
I remembered talk like a pirate day…but I was at a wine festival, and apparently pirates don’t drink wine in nice restaurants. THEY EVEN TOLD ME TO TAKE MY EYEPATCH OFF!!! (I said “aaaarrr” and complied.)
See, Terra, I don’t know if I could *stay* at a wine festival that was so anti-pirate. It betrays a certain lack of ironic sophistication that I would find unappealing in a wine festival. I think you should have kept the eyepatch, scuppered the boom, and made your escape.
Everyone else – yeah, I’ll add it to my calendar.