Ecology and the Rainforest - Preservation or Destruction?

Piffka, hmmm - seems pirates needed both eyes or they'd never find the treasure trove <especially carrying a compass that didn't point north>

<Did you not luv the movie 'Pirates of the Caribbean'?>

ehBeth - whatever you decide, make sure the material silk

Yes I did luv that movie! Here's a bit of trivia:



Just think rock star, ehBeth.

rockstar and scarf, ehbeth

checking in

what is YOUR pirate name ... click

poked around in the tickle trunk which is my home

long velvety burgundy/black skirt
white lace-up blouse with ruffles all around the neck and front and cuffs
red lace up cami
black vest with white pin-stripes
short red jacket with gold decorations (maybe)
long curly black wig
BIG black hat that i'm going to put a skull and crossbones on
a curtain rod with a shell at the end that makes a nice cane sort of thing

(i almost didn't recognize myself once i got the get up on)

now if i can just figure out what's wrong with the camera we'll be all set

Very cool. Love the name and I know you'll have the attitude.

piff - the hat would just slay you. it is like the biggest-going-to-racetrack hat i've ever seen. i found it at Goodwill about a year ago, figured it would come in handy for something, someday. i'm going to have to leave for work early, just to get subway space for that hat!

ehBeth, Cap'n Val Leadblade says ~ "nice hat"

ehBeth,
Short Jeans Silver here.........
Oi'm takin me p'inter ta show ye tha scuppers!! We needs a starboard Catspaw ta luff larboard. Then wi tha halyards stiff we gets a sheet in tha wind's eye from tha rum.. Afterwards, we leap inta tha Jolly-boat an wi tha gunwale lippin astern heads fer tha shore wi a double grog an a wee bit a duff. Along tha way wi tha tars a pullin we sees a cutter abroachin abeam. Oi turns me long brass nine in tha direction an lets loose. From tha galley we hears a deadeye sayin 'Aow no boys, Oi've got me a rum-puncheon here wi me - Oi'll share't wi ye fer cache on ye jolly-boat. Oi takes me cutlass an sez, Ok, but ye best be unarmed or Oi'll lay ye athwart and ye'll wind up surely in tha Dry Tortugas fer sure. He agrees'n comes swingin aboard wi a noggin fer us all. Followin two an three sheets ta tha winds eye - we all became swabs on a lugger an daddled tha hours away.


Definitions=
p'inter - pointer stick
scuppers - channels to run water off deck.
starboard - to the right.
Catspaw - a little puff of wind.
luff - turn the boat to the wind.
larboard - to the left.
halyards - ropes to raise and lower the sails.
sheet in tha winds eye - plain ole drunk.
Jolly-boat - medium sized ships boat.
gunwale lippin astern - water splashing over the back rim of the boat.
double grog n a wee bit a duff - two shots rum and a pudding.
tars a pullin - sailors rowing
cutter abroachin abeam - small fast vessel coming from the wind at a
perpendicular angle.
long brass nine - a long brass cannon firing a nine pound shot.
galley - ships kitchen.
deadeye - round wooden block to hold sails/dumbhead/blockhead.
rum-puncheon - rum cask.
cache - hiding place.
lay ye athwart - coming to issue with someone/facing them
Dry Tortugas - group of small islands SW of Florida.
noggin - a small mug
swabs - awkward fellows
lugger - small sailing vessel.
daddled - fooling around

Sailors were called tars because they usually wore tarpaulin cloth for their clothing.

Stages of drunkenness=
A sheet in the wind's eye - slightly drunk.
Drunk as Owl's - really drunk.
In the scuppers (see above def) - crawling around drunk.
Fore sheets - passed out drunk.

Next day=
Having the horrors - delirium tremens DT's
Having one's wig sorted - reprimanded for the day before.

A sheet on a ship is a rope attached to the lower corners of the square sails - and when they come loose they flap around uncontrollably. So, that's why sheets are compared to being drunk.
Notice FORE SHEETS. Not four sheets. It refers to the little area in the fore (front) of a row boat where there are no rowers and it's where they put the passed out drunks to get them back to the ship. ie., fore sheets in the winds eye.

Hope this helps yer Pirate Queen speech with yer office lubbers... LOL

Sharing a bit of family fokelore...

Pirata Cofresi was the most fearful pirate in the Caribbean.
History and legends tell us about the many heroes and villains of the time. One of the great pirates of those times, who is said to have defended the poor, was a man named Roberto Cofresí Ramirez de Arellano. Born in the coastal town of Cabo Rojo, as an adolescent he set out to change Spain's political policies towards his island of Borinquen. He and his crew of 15 Puerto Rican men aboard the schooner Ana, were soon to write a page in the history of the Caribbean.

Pirata Cofresi. Sort of a dessert-like sound.

That is a very cool bit of family history, Pirata Stradee!


aktbird57 - You and your 282 friends have supported 1,592,949.9 square feet!

ehBeth, a dear friend suggested that i make an appointment with Sylvia Browne regarding 'past lives' regression sessions.

<yeah, right>

EEK!

aktbird57 - You and your 282 friends have supported 1,594,893.2 square feet!


Wishing a marvellous earthturn to all.

Don't forget that's it's time change for a lot of us!

Every 7.4 square feet counts.

Wishin' for pictures, ehBeth!

Danon -- Thanks for all the piratical phrases. Y'never know when stuff like that will come in handy.

Stradee --

Right ye are Piffka, All my piratical knowledge comes from Stevenson's 'Treasure Island'.

Have fun this weekend everyone.

All clicked.

Danon -- permit me to add my thanks for that seagoing vocabulary. I was familiar with almost all of it, except for one. I did not know that four sheets to the wind is really fore-sheets to the wind. It makes perfect sense now. Now if only you (or anybody) could enlighten me as to why taking a drink o' grog (or aught else) is referred to as splicing the mainbrace, I'd be quite content on this eve afore All Hallows Eve.

Found this on Google for you, MA.

Quite a "merry" sea-chanty plays if you go to the website:
http://www.gunplot.net/navalhistory/rumration.html



Does that make sense? A reward for splicing the main brace because it was so difficult, only time everybody drank the same mix... and it couldn't be given as a monetary allowance.

Makes perfectly good sense to me, Piff. Thankee.

Thanks Merry Andrew and Piffka,
It is very interesting stuff - at least to me.
Another interesting one=or ten
A good lay - means a clever trick
Maroon - refers to the person who is left deserted.
Old Bailey - famous courthouse in London. ((Bailey St. was the location of the very first police force in the world - in London of course. Thus Bailey meaning jail.))
Watches - There were seven watches per 24 hr day on ships. Five were 4 hrs and two (4-6pm and 6-8pm) were two hrs each and called 'Dog Watches'. The watches were timed using 'Bells', starting at midnight and at 12:30am one bell would sound. At 1am two bells, 1:30am three bells, 2am four bells, 2:30am five bells, 3am six bells, 3:30am seven bells and at 4am eight bells. Then at 4:30am one bell and the same pattern would be repeated during the next four hour period, etc.

The song "Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest" refers to an island named The Dead Man's Chest located in the West Indies. It was a sea song called a "chanty" because it was used by the men to keep time when working together in rhythmical tasks. Every other line has a "Yo-ho-ho" in it. That means Yo "Heave" ho - and everyone pulls together.

Fun stuff!!!!!

I'll be quiet now.

Addendum to that, Dan --

Donkey's dinner -- sailor slang for the pallet of straw a seaman was supposed to bring aboard ship for his own bed. The captain or shipowner provided space only, no mattresses.

Piffka --


Jack : Welcome to the Caribbean , love. [hands her a bottle]

Elizabeth and Jack : [singing and dancing around a fire] We're devils and black sheep and really bad eggs. Drink up me 'earties yo ho! Yo ho, yo ho a pirate's life for me.

Jack : I love this song! Really bad eggs! Ooh. [falls] When I get the Pearl back, I'm gonna teach it to the whole crew, and we'll sing it all the time!

Elizabeth : And you'll be positively the most fearsome pirate in the Spanish Main .

Jack : Not just the Spanish Main , love. The entire ocean. The entire wo'ld. Wherever we want to go, we'll go. That's what a ship is, you know. It's not just a keel and a hull and a deck and sails that's what a ship needs but what a ship is…what the Black Pearl really is…is freedom.

Elizabeth : Jack …it must be really terrible for you to be trapped on this island.

Jack : Oh, yes. [puts his arm around her shoulder] But the company is infinitely better than last time, I think. The scenery has definitely improved.

Elizabeth : Mr. Sparrow …I'm not entirely sure that I've had enough rum to allow that kind of talk.

Jack : I know exactly what you mean, love. [curls his moustache]

Elizabeth : [toasts] To freedom.

Jack : To the Black Pearl . [drinks and loses consciousness; wakes in the morning to the smell of smoke; sees the island burning and runs to Elizabeth ] No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade! The rum!

Elizabeth : Yes, the rum is gone.

Jack : Why is the rum gone?

Elizabeth : One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me, do you really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it?

Jack : But why is the rum gone?

Elizabeth : [she sits to stare at the horizon] Just wait, Captain Sparrow. You give it one hour, maybe two, keep a weather eye out and then you will see white sails on that horizon.

Jack : [takes out pistol, thinks better of it and puts it back, stalks off, imitates Elizabeth ] "Must've been terrible for you to be trapped here, Jack . Must've been terrible for you." Well it bloody is now! [spots the Dauntless] There'll be no living with her after this.



Governor Swann : So, this is the path you've chosen, is it? After all…he is a blacksmith.

Elizabeth : No. [takes off Will 's hat] He's a pirate. [the Governor walks away; Elizabeth and Will kiss]




Anamaria: Captain Sparrow [puts his coat around his shoulders] …the Black Pearl is yours.

Jack : [walks over to the helm and looks around fondly] On deck, you scabrous dogs! Man the braces! Let down and haul to run free. Now...bring me that horizon. [hums and takes out his compass] And really bad eggs…drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

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