I Bet You Wish YOU Could Come Of Age That Day

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By the way, just to garner some interest, I am turning 21.

 

On Tuesday.

 

Yes. I know.

 

Used to be, my birthday was on an extremely boring day.  Not even the What Happened On Your Birthday sites had anything to note about it. For years it was either the day “Steamboat Willie” premiered, or the day Betty and Barney Hill got probed by aaaaaliens.

 

Now, though, ever since a pair of whack jobs elected Dave Barry as their publicist, you all have been celebrating my birthday as International Talk Like A Pirate Day.

 

Yo HO.

 

The plan is to dress in my sparkly pirate shirt with the gold hoop earrings and the red bandanna, and drink grog and go “Arrr!” until I pass out.  Then 妹 and I may dig up the two greatest pirate movies available on DVD, which everybody knows are Pirates of the Caribbean and, of course, Muppet Treasure Island,* and have us a time swashing and buckling away and singing along to the Muppet songs.  (I may have to do this again once I get to Eugene in order to include all my friends in the swashing, if not the buckling.)

 

So on Tuesday, while you’re all yelling “Ahoy, me hearties” to each other, save a little “Arrr” for me. Then drink up, me hearties, yo ho!

 

 

*Trust me, Johnny Depp and Geoffrey Rush may be good, but if you want truly awesome pirates you can’t beat Tim Curry and Billy Connolly.**

 

**To his and my knowledge, the only person who has ever died, as he put it, “in a fuckin’ Muppet movie.”