Ahoy Mateys!

In case you are unaware, of one of my absolute favorite holidays is tomorrow.
No, not Rosh Hashanah. Although the Jewish New Year is pretty wonderful. Who doesn't like apples and honey, right?

But no. Tomorrow is indeed national, "Talk Like a Pirate" Day.
I've been happily celebrating since I was in highschool and my friend Jacob Mayer informed me of this glorious day.
So. Yeah. Everyone should talk funny tomorrow. It's a hoot!

Speaking of TLAP Day, I always like to share my favorite, most embarrassing waiter story I ever had.
(It involves piratry, don't fret.)

So I was waiting tables at the good old Bistro, and I got a table with one lady sitting at it. She was wearing an eye patch (fantastic!).

It happened to be the weekend of October that the Pirate Convention was in town. Yes folks, New Orleans has a Pirate Convention every year. It's stellar.
So I ask this jaunty lady with an eye patch.
"So, you going to the Pirate Convention?!?!?! I can't wait it,s going to be awesome!"

To which this poor woman just sat there and looked at me like I was crazy.
"What convention?"

"Oh nothing.....never...I mean...I just thought maybe...nope. Forget it. How about something to drink?"

Yup. I did that.
So word to the wise, don't just assume that eye patch = Pirate Convention. Apparently, and eye patch isn't enough to qualify you as a Pirate.
You need at least one other distinguishing mark: a fluffy white shirt, or a peg leg, or a parrot on your shoulder.

Anything other than just an eye patch.



**On a completely different note, check out Kevin's blog.
It's pretty funny. And if you know Kevin Marshall, it's even funnier.**