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Arrrrrr!
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:02 AM
mornin'! ;)
Posted by: judi | September 19, 2007 at 12:03 AM
Hey you two, go to bed. You'll need to be rested up for the plunder'n tomorrrrrrrrrow.
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:06 AM
or Today as you are in EST. Dave, you gotta be up in like 20 minutes or something....
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:08 AM
I thought it was a requirement that unless you played "FULL" time in a rock 'n roll band that lights out occurred @ dark :30 for 60 year olds. Seriously, my dad finds out about this and my inheritance is shot tomorrow.
Posted by: Doc Rick | September 19, 2007 at 12:15 AM
AARP members staying up past midnight on a weekday! Seriously Dave, you are setting a bad example for slightly older than middle-aged men everywhere. For shame Sir. For SHAME!!!!!
Posted by: Doc Rick | September 19, 2007 at 12:18 AM
Shiver me timbers!!! You got night watch, drinking me grog or floggin' some deservin' lad, Cap'n judi?
Posted by: Hand over the booty and no one gets kilt | September 19, 2007 at 12:19 AM
Er Doc, dont ya mean "Aye, seriously, my dad finds out about this and my inheritance is shot tomorrow. Ye'll ne'er get me buried booty!"
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:19 AM
Er Doc, dont ya mean "Aye, seriously, my dad finds out about this and my inheritance is shot tomorrow. Ye'll ne'er get me buried booty!"
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:20 AM
Aye, me hate the bot. Aye, me parrot concurs.
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:21 AM
I wonder....
11:00 am - Chloe, Morris, Jack 'n Bill are standin' in an cabin parkin' lot. Jack be still wearin' th' Batman costume. A tall scallywag standin' next t' his car in th' parkin' lot looks mighty startled at seein' th' group appear out o' nowhere. He slowly starts walkin' towards th' buildin', 'n then when he thinks he can make it, runs fer th' buildin' 'n goes inside yellin', "MICHAEL!"
....nah...
Posted by: Steve (The 24 Guy) | September 19, 2007 at 12:26 AM
Well, it's not midnight here so to speak the language of the sea before the Witching hour is bad luck. Therefore, I shall abstain until said hour.
Posted by: Doc Rick | September 19, 2007 at 12:27 AM
Arrr, it has promise Ste'e.
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:28 AM
Doc, does that stand true for "It's noon somewhere?" too.
Posted by: Cap'n Faith Jailbait | September 19, 2007 at 12:29 AM
Ale is allowed at all times of the day. To besmirch the most wonderful day of the year before it starts is blasphemy.
Posted by: Doc Rick | September 19, 2007 at 12:35 AM
arrrrr! it be as quiet on the night watch as that football feller, o.j.simpkins, at confession time!
there's nary a blog grog flogger in sight!
Posted by: insomniac | September 19, 2007 at 12:36 AM
Aaaaar, as it's now 12:36 on the plunderin' coast I can speak the tongue of the sea. I'll be settin' sail for NYC in the marnin'. I'll be sackin' Barnes & Nobele's in search of Dave's autograph (and photograph if His Blogness is so inclined). I'll be runnin' his blue shirt up the mizzin mast a'fore makin' him walk the plank to the bar to buy a round of grogs.
Dave - should I get there 3 minutes early to avoid the line????
Posted by: Layzeeboy | September 19, 2007 at 12:42 AM
Ah Heck! Screw it! It be quieter than a lippy whore visiting Davy Jones locker.
Posted by: Smugglin' Ian Scabb | September 19, 2007 at 12:46 AM
Okay, that might have been a bit TOO piratey, but it's late and I dislike all things Pittsburgh.
Posted by: Doc Rick | September 19, 2007 at 12:49 AM
It's only a quarter to eleven in the Rockies, far from the bounding main.
yet perhaps tomorrow, Howard Pyle might find a few picturesque souls wandering about. but not yet.
g'night, all.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | September 19, 2007 at 12:49 AM
I get TV feeds from all the time zones thru my satellite dish, so let me be the first to say...the Today show appearance was great!
Posted by: SW | September 19, 2007 at 12:57 AM
Scurrrvy faceless currr - joshing about bending time on such a primetime ocurrrrrence be gettin' you nothing if not a walk on the Planck.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | September 19, 2007 at 01:09 AM
Avast and yadda yadda - don't even think of droppin' anchor here.
Posted by: Grace O'Malley, Irish Pirate Queen | September 19, 2007 at 01:20 AM
Yo ho ho, barely covers your bum
(Planck link bad)
Posted by: SW | September 19, 2007 at 01:54 AM
Bum coverage depends on the size of the yo and the ho.
Posted by: Hand over the booty and no one gets kilt | September 19, 2007 at 02:03 AM
OT for a moment (again) - a few years ago, a good friend of mine's dad had a stroke and was hospitalized. The stroke robbed him of his ability to sing, one of his life's passions. His roommate, a young man named Matt, sang for him and helped ease his pain before my friend's dad passed on.
Matt is a young man who was diagnosed with MS 7 years ago (they thought he'd never walk again) and was just wonderful to my friend's dad. The whole family felt so much better that he was there.
Now Matt is in a competition to sing during the 7th inning stretch at a Cubs' game. He's a little nervous in the audition tape, but he's a wonderful singer and an even kinder heart. Please vote and help him win. Thanks. What an easy way to make a difference in a good person's life, right?
You can watch the video and vote at the same place.
Vote for Matt!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | September 19, 2007 at 02:07 AM
Arrrrr, Planck for sw to walk. A vast slumber awaits me. Vote for Matt, lest ye be a slack-jawed, heartless land flubber.
Posted by: Grace O'Malley, Irish Pirate Queen | September 19, 2007 at 02:13 AM
1. I just did. Nice.
2. Lol mm
4. Dave on NPR from the other day. (It's big - 22mb - so save first, then play, if you can).
Posted by: SW | September 19, 2007 at 02:17 AM
Arrr!
Posted by: Sea Monkey Bart | September 19, 2007 at 02:20 AM
Thanks, SW. Now git yer sorry booty back to swabbin' the deck.
Posted by: Grace O'Malley, Irish Pirate Queen | September 19, 2007 at 02:27 AM
I thought you went to bed. Don't you need your booty sleep? Gotta get your money's worth out of those g-strings.
Posted by: SW | September 19, 2007 at 02:32 AM
yarrrr... definitely arrrr!
Posted by: yndygo | September 19, 2007 at 02:41 AM
Yarr, there be plunder to be pilfered! Ahoy!
"Is the poop deck really what I think it is?"
Posted by: Otterboy | September 19, 2007 at 03:13 AM
Arrr. 4 bells mates, turn too!
Posted by: Bos'unDan | September 19, 2007 at 03:58 AM
Ahoy, me hearties!! Nearly 6 bells and me eye is drooping wit' me sails. That blaggard Darwin fought like a scalawag but not up t'me skills. I'll feed me parrot n' off to me bunk.
Arrrrrrrrrr!
Posted by: Cap'n Alana Sagginsails | September 19, 2007 at 05:54 AM
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Posted by: Cap'n Alana Sagginsails | September 19, 2007 at 06:03 AM
Consider th' followin' a very short sea chantey:
I acted th' salty old tarrrrr
And summoned me wife from afarrrrr.
"Me thirst I must quench!
Go fetch me grog, wench!"
By thunder, I still have a scarrrrr.
Posted by: Ford ("Ye'll be wearin' that grog, matey") 79 | September 19, 2007 at 06:18 AM
The sun be comin up on old Salem, Massachusetts, and I be proud to bid it a hearty good day, arrrrrrr. It'll be a fine day for wenchin and groggin, savvy?
Posted by: Erik The Redbeard | September 19, 2007 at 06:36 AM
Who be these lubbers that think bells be the same as hours? We'll be keel-haulin' yee!
Posted by: Cap'n Brett Roughknuckles | September 19, 2007 at 07:09 AM
PETER, PAUL AND MARY - The Eddystone Light Lyrics
(Traditional, new words and music by Yarrow, Stookey, Travers)
Oh, me father was the keeper of the eddystone light
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night
From this union there came three
A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me
[Chorus:]
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, oh for the life on the rolling sea
One day as I was a-trimmin' the glim
Humming a tune from the evening hymn
A voice from the starboard shouted, "Ahoy!"
And there was me mother a-sittin' on the buoy
[Chorus]
"Oh what has become of me children three?"
Me mother then she asked of me
One was exhibited as a talking fish
The other was served in a chafing dish
[Chorus]
Then the phosporus flashed in her seaweed hair
I looked again, but me mother wasn't there
But I heard her voice echoing back through the night:
"The devil take the keeper of the Eddystone light!"
[Chorus]
Posted by: GungaDan | September 19, 2007 at 07:09 AM
Yar...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | September 19, 2007 at 07:13 AM
Aaaaarh!! Avast ya landlubbers! Had me some moldy bread and measly pork this mornin' all washed down with some fine grog. Took ya all a fine time to stir, the sun is way past the yard in these longitudes. Aaaaarh.
Posted by: Milt the Disgruntled aka Jim the Dagger | September 19, 2007 at 07:27 AM
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Morrrrrrrrrrrrrnin' me hearties!!!
Where's the rum???
Posted by: Cap'n Helga Beerbong | September 19, 2007 at 07:29 AM
We're after a fat Spaniard, plenty booty to share around after. Get to yer posts me hearties.
Posted by: Milt the Disgruntled aka Jim the Dagger | September 19, 2007 at 07:35 AM
Q. What's a pirate's favorite song?
A. Hooked On A Feeling!
Posted by: Steve (The 24 Guy) | September 19, 2007 at 07:36 AM
Talk like a pirate test Arrr!
(Does this mean we are having "Grogargaritas" today?)
Posted by: Bos'unDan | September 19, 2007 at 07:38 AM
Sorry I'll miss Dave & all tonight. Layzee, it can't hurt to get there a little early. Have fun.
One compensation: Jimmy Buffett made several references to TLAP Day at the concert last night (and let out with several "Arrr"s), including one before my favorite song, "A Pirate Looks at 40."
Have a great time, Dave.
Posted by: Cap'n Jack Rackham | September 19, 2007 at 07:39 AM
Sorry I'll miss Dave & all tonight. Layzee, it can't hurt to get there a little early. Have fun.
One compensation: Jimmy Buffett made several references to TLAP Day at the concert last night (and let out with several "Arrr"s), including one before my favorite song, "A Pirate Looks at 40."
Have a great time, Dave.
Posted by: Cap'n Jack Rackham | September 19, 2007 at 07:40 AM
I didn't do that. It was blanking Pypetad.
Posted by: Cap'n Jack Rackham | September 19, 2007 at 07:40 AM
I didn't do that. It was blanking Pypetad.
Posted by: Cap'n Jack Rackham | September 19, 2007 at 07:43 AM
ARRRRR!!!
Dagger Jim, arrrr ye callin' me a fat Spaniard?? Me booty's plentiful, aye...but I'll feed ya to the sharrrrrrrrrks!!
Posted by: Cap'n Helga Beerbong | September 19, 2007 at 07:43 AM
Sweet Cap'n Helga, I'm a one eyed scurvy dog but I'd never call a fine lady like yerself umm, overweight. T'was referring to a fat Spanish Galleon off the starboard bow.
Posted by: Milt the Disgruntled aka Jim the Dagger | September 19, 2007 at 07:49 AM
An' fer all ya scurvy dogs that be wantin' ta change yer names...
Here ya arrrrrrrrrrrr
Pirate Name Generator
Posted by: Cap'n Helga Beerbong | September 19, 2007 at 07:52 AM
Aye, Dagger Jim...but I be watchin' yer drunken' arse, I be.
Posted by: Cap'n Helga Beerbong | September 19, 2007 at 07:56 AM
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
ggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh. Talk like a pirate day and me stuck atDavyJones Lockerwork.(Not Davy Jones locker)
Posted by: Bãrön vønKlýff | September 19, 2007 at 07:58 AM
Snork! Cap'n. Helga. Mine came out; "Pirate Hubert the Infected" (How did they know?)
Posted by: Bos'unDan | September 19, 2007 at 07:59 AM
Well I'm off to shower me timbers! (iykwim)
Aye, Baron...I be headin' off to worrrrrrrrrrrrk in a wee bit, meself..but I be plannin' on pillarin' and plunderin' with the lot of yas!
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Posted by: Cap'n Helga Beerbong | September 19, 2007 at 08:03 AM
Arrrrr, me hearties. A fine marnin' for sailin' the high seas!
Posted by: Decrepit Eve Read (gjd) | September 19, 2007 at 08:14 AM
I tell ye, it be time for the bot to walk the plank!
Posted by: Decrepit Eve Read (gjd) | September 19, 2007 at 08:14 AM
Arrrrrrr. Must needs walk me scurvy dog and it be timber shivarrrring weatharrr here.
Posted by: C'apn Ronnie Dullblade | September 19, 2007 at 08:15 AM
Damn right, Decrepit!
Posted by: Cap'n Jack Rackham | September 19, 2007 at 08:17 AM
Anyone seen me mizzenmast? It's mizzen.
Posted by: Wench Dunkin' Punkin o' Poo | September 19, 2007 at 08:24 AM
Aye, Wench...have ya looked in yer bung hole??
harrrr harrrrrrrrr!!
Posted by: Cap'n Helga Beerbong | September 19, 2007 at 08:30 AM
Arrr Wench, don't that make it harrrd to jolly your roger?
Posted by: C'apn Ronnie Dullblade | September 19, 2007 at 08:31 AM
Ahoy, Mateys! I be slavin' at me desk job, but I'll be watchin' and laughin' all t'same.
Posted by: Pirate Caroline the Fashionably Late | September 19, 2007 at 08:35 AM
Methinks some of these Jollies need a good rogering.
Posted by: Milt the Disgruntled aka Jim the Dagger | September 19, 2007 at 08:36 AM
Pirate walks into a doctor's office and says, "Arr! Doctor! Doctor! Ye 'ave t' give me somethin' fer th' itch in me pants!"
The doctor says, "Take your ship's wheel, put it in your pants, and come back in a week."
The pirate comes back in a week. The doctor asks, "So, is the itch better?"
Pirate says, "Arr! Aye 'tis, but th' wheel be drivin' me nuts!"
Posted by: Cap'n Steve of the Ship 24 | September 19, 2007 at 08:36 AM
Harrrrrrrrrr Cap'n Steve!!
I be off for a wee bit...keep yer filthy hooks off me rum or i'll be havin' to pluck s'me eyeballs with me trusty
machetesworrrrrrrrd!!!Posted by: Cap'n Helga Beerbong | September 19, 2007 at 08:46 AM
Avast ye scurvey dogs! Pass the grog and rattle me sabre!
(On a different note: today is also the birthday of the smiley. :-) )
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | September 19, 2007 at 08:59 AM
I'm up early to say: Avast, me hearties! Ahoy, DPC! Yer the only pirate among us not havin' to change his name this fine day!
Posted by: Just Ducky | September 19, 2007 at 09:05 AM
'um one say rrrrrrrrrrrrrum?
Posted by: crossgirl the fair princess pirate wench | September 19, 2007 at 09:08 AM
Avast! Once agi’n, I do me yearly postin’….
Ahoy cap’n, thar be a steerin’ wheel in yer trousers!
Aye matey, it be drivin’ me nuts….
Oh, and boogARRRRR.
Posted by: Peg Leg Pete, CPA | September 19, 2007 at 09:12 AM
Speakin' of Booty, it appears that Cap'n Blog will be following a story on the Booty Cam.
Posted by: Cap'n Brett Roughknuckles | September 19, 2007 at 09:12 AM
Arrrr. Me is peddlin' Booty Reducin' Booty. Me hopes it be as fun to watch as it were to make.
Posted by: Cap'n notme | September 19, 2007 at 09:19 AM
You all best be gettin' your "ship" together...
I talks like this every day of the year!
-PB
Posted by: PirateBoy | September 19, 2007 at 09:32 AM
arrrrr. mornin' mateys.
Posted by: queensbee | September 19, 2007 at 09:37 AM
Ahoy.
Posted by: Edgar Greenbeard | September 19, 2007 at 10:48 AM
Ahoy to you, edgARRR!
Posted by: Pirate Doris, the Badly Burnt | September 19, 2007 at 11:13 AM
Avast, ya scurvy scum! Pirates in yer phone calls: www.whooptones.com. ARRRRR!!!!!
Posted by: Rinkle Finkle | September 19, 2007 at 11:56 AM
Ahoy! Me college be full a' limey cowards! I be the only one s'far celebratin'!
Posted by: Eaglie | September 19, 2007 at 02:53 PM
Happy Annivaaaaarsery to me. I started reading the Dave Baaaaaarrrry blog just before International Talk Like a Pirate Day last year. :) I just told my husband that today is International Talk Like a Pirate Day and he went "arrrrrrr."
Posted by: Rebecca | September 19, 2007 at 07:27 PM
Aye, and we be everywhere now. Even obscure union blogs be makin' sly Talk Like a Pirate Day references, right in the middle of sober articles about scurvy dogs who be gettin' all piratical-like themselves with the public dubloons.
Posted by: Captain Swan | September 19, 2007 at 07:39 PM
The comely wench as I shanghaied to marry me thinks that TLAD be nuthin but bilge water!
I'll be shiverin' her timbers later fer that!
Posted by: Dirty Tom Flint | September 19, 2007 at 08:51 PM
A belated ARRRR!!!
Posted by: CapnSaltyNuts | September 20, 2007 at 09:13 AM
Avast ye sea dogs,,
I wish to invite all to the St, Arrrgustine Pirate Gathering 2007 this Nov. 9 & 10th. If ye be will'n to join the fun you can find out more at www.pirategathering.com.
Iron Ballast Bryan
Posted by: Iron Ballast | October 16, 2007 at 08:41 PM
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!
Posted by: Molly Bilgewater Robbins | September 19, 2008 at 12:39 PM