Arr! 'Tis A Cruel Sea

[bloodyrosemccoy]

International Talk Like a Pirate Day
National POW/MIA Recognition Day
Saint Gennaro Feast Day

 

Mateys, I’ll not lie to ye—this birthday has been one I’ll be glad t’ see vanish over the horizon. I spent most o’ th’ day loadin’ and unloadin’ cargo, getting’ me sister set up in her living space so she can get a top-rate education. (It’d do ye a turn t’ see her apartment, mateys, for apparently the head is in the hallway.)

 

But! While today was powerful depressing as far as birthdays go, yesterday was a far sight better. I’ll soon be tellin’ ye tales o’ me grand shore leave, with the Monterey Bay Aquarium an’ a return to the pub with such gravy that I swore nigh five years ago I’d enjoy its like again someday.

 

And today was not entirely bereft of things piratical:

 

 

Th’ Santa Cruz Boardwalk be a strange place, and no mistake. Truth be told, me hearties, the aquarium does me heart more good.  (Do you know how SOFT bat rays are?) But hey—I can’t be turnin’ me nose up at me pirate brethren, now, can I?

Arr,
Bloody Rose McCoy