Pug’s Place

Avast! ‘Tis International Talk Like A Pirate Day, me hearties! Three years, aye, three bloody years be the time Cap’n Pug’s missed this day. When I was playin’ Ultima Online and Everquest, Sept 19 was a holiday. Sadly, after I keeled over and fled said games Talk Like A Pirate day was almost a forgotten treasure. Me fellow cap’n Carmen, black blade of the East, kept this day’s significance on deck and here be it, this year I remember! Arrr!

So lads an’ beauties, today Cap’n Pug answers his phone, “Ahoy, ye scurvy dog!”

ARR!

Update, 0820 ET
Arr! A foul lubber rang me phone mere grains o’ the hourglass ago! Me mate, James the Hailmaker, heard and will testify to this being the conversation be had!

Captain Pug: Ahoy, ye scurvy dog!
Phone Wench: Hello, I’m calling for James Jones.
Captain Pug: Arr! I be he!
Phone Wench: (pause) You’re James R. Jones?
Captain Pug: Arr?
Phone Wench: I’m trying to reach James C. Jones.
Captain Pug: Arr! That be me. Speak yer words!
Phone Wench: (longer pause) I have a wrong number.
Captain Pug: Arr.

Update: 0850 ET
Here’s a conversation I had with Pascal, me matey who hails from Australia:

(07:21:12) Captain Pascal: Hi Pugman!
(07:21:18) Captain Pug: Ahoy, me hearty!
(07:21:41) Captain Pascal: Arr. How goes it?
(07:22:05) Captain Pug: Arr, the sword-arm’s stiff.
(07:22:44) Captain Pascal: How’d that come to be matey?
(07:24:16) Captain Pug: Ah, lots of weight-machine swinging an hourglass ago.
(07:24:38) Captain Pug: *shaves his chiseled face*
(07:25:52) Captain Pascal: Weight-machine swinging, eh? Arr. What are you training to dice in half for?
(07:26:22) Captain Pug: Does a good cap’n need a bleedin’ reason to be fit fer swingin’?
(07:27:46) Captain Pascal: Nay. Point made matey.
(07:27:53) Captain Pascal: Actually. Be it a lass?
(07:28:03) Captain Pascal: Well for a lass that be.
(07:29:06) Captain Pug: Nay, dog, no lass-machine swings this Pug! That swinging machine be made for pirates!
(07:29:19) Captain Pascal: Aye.
(07:30:04) Captain Pascal: I had m’self a little bi’ o’ a date with young, sexy Ubuntu 5.10.
(07:30:11) Captain Pascal: They call it “Breezy Badger” beta.
(07:30:15) Captain Pascal: Fine one she be.
(07:30:21) Captain Pug: A curvy wench?
(07:30:59) Captain Pascal: Nay matey.
(07:31:03) Captain Pascal: She be a fine one.
(07:31:10) Captain Pascal: Worked like a charm.
(07:31:15) Captain Pascal: No complaining.
(07:31:38) Captain Pascal: Most polished one I’ve come across to date. Even at beta, matey. Arr.
(07:31:53) Captain Pug: Arr! then!
(07:32:17) Captain Pascal: Got me thinkin’.
(07:32:36) Captain Pascal: Should I dump Miss Suse and take Breezy…?
(07:32:44) Captain Pascal: Or keep ‘em both, arr.
(07:33:55) Captain Pug: When aren’t two better than one? Only when they’re cannonballs from the British!
(07:34:10) Captain Pascal: You be a wise matey.
(07:34:41) Captain Pascal: So long as one ain’t go complainin’ about the other logic seems to say two are better than one. Arrr.
(07:34:58) Captain Pug: Aye.
(07:35:42) Captain Pascal: Arr. Got this shark ta feed.
(07:35:47) Captain Pascal: Be right back matey.
(07:36:20) Captain Pug: !
(07:38:08) Captain Pascal: Arr. Back.
(07:38:30) Captain Pascal: Just been wonderin’ about Breezy an’ Suse
(07:38:44) Captain Pascal: Bigamous dual boot?
(07:38:52) Captain Pug: Arrr! But I be headin’ to the galley to see what I can pull out the bung hole for vittles.
(07:39:24) Captain Pug: Bigamy! Thar’s a fright. Why marry, lad?
(07:40:18) Captain Pascal: Arr. Good point.
(07:40:26) Captain Pascal: What do you propose then matey?
(07:44:43) Captain Pascal: Arr. Busy with those vittles, eh?
(07:45:05) Captain Pug: Arr! Powdered toast.
(07:47:22) Captain Pascal: Tastin’ any good?
(07:47:45) Captain Pug: They’s vittles, no else˙
(07:48:37) Captain Pascal: Arr. Makin’ a lad like me wantin’ some too.
(07:49:10) Captain Pug: Have a slosh of grog, mate.
(07:49:10) Captain Pascal: Arw. Lousy weather tis here.
(07:49:31) Captain Pug: Hurricanes?
(07:49:35) Captain Pascal: If I can. The good stuff’s in this cupboard.
(07:49:51) Captain Pascal: Need to get at it when the folks not be watchin’
(07:50:01) Captain Pascal: Nay. No hurricanes in these parts.
(07:50:40) Captain Pug: Storms then, or be ye just chill like death
(07:50:41) Captain Pug: ?
(07:50:50) Captain Pascal: Aye matey.
(07:51:30) Captain Pascal: Basted weather. Tis cold enough to chill the dead, I said to another lad half an hourglass ago,
(07:51:33) Captain Pascal: Basted weather…
(07:51:34) Captain Pascal: Arr.
(07:52:23) Captain Pug: Hotter than a buxom twin’s mizzenmast here, Cap’n Pascal.
(07:53:45) Captain Pascal: Really? You’re not tryin’ to pull me over the table like yar did last time I was’n watchin durin’ that card round, eh?
(07:55:04) Captain Pug: Nay, lad! Tropics, lad, tropics! Arr, sub-tropics, may be.
(07:55:38) Captain Pascal: North to me matey?
(07:55:53) Captain Pug: Aye, well north.
(07:56:36) Captain Pascal: Might set her your way then. Arr. Though there be some ruffin’ seas and waters in thar way.
(07:57:14) Captain Pascal: That bloody sail I say.
(07:57:14) Captain Pug: Aye, ’tis the storm season here.
(07:57:51) Captain Pascal: I name each n’ evry one of me sails.
(07:58:48) Captain Pascal: This blasted is holed and flawed like those cruddy fake diamonds we nicked last time t’gether.
(07:58:59) Captain Pascal: I called that sail GAIM. Arr.
(07:59:44) Captain Pascal: You seenin’ any good and nice new ones lad?
(08:00:02) Captain Pug: Nay, and more’s the pity!
(08:00:11) Captain Pascal: Arr.
(08:00:48) Captain Pascal: Another lad over in the far north says it’s all to do with me bloody version.
(08:01:04) Captain Pug: Aye, I’m still with 1.14.
(08:01:34) Captain Pascal: Aye, same here matey and tis not the grog.
(08:01:55) Captain Pascal: I can see my finger I tells ya. Tis definitely 1.14
(08:02:48) Captain Pascal: This lad o’ mine up way north says 1.5 tis the one for use folks these days.
(08:03:34) Captain Pascal: Breezy says she can get me one fine one. Free to she says. Sounds too good to be true, eh, matey?
(08:03:34) Captain Pug: We placed 1.3 somesuch on our tiller weeks back and nearly shattered the rudder!
(08:04:06) Captain Pug: Almost, but not if it’s them looking for to sabotage!
(08:04:24) Captain Pascal: Aye, had them same problems.
(08:04:46) Captain Pascal: Apt-gotten and the darn thing almost ruined the mast I tells ya.
(08:05:38) Captain Pascal: Me mateys say it’s to do with them bloody old knots and configurations that are left in place. Not working and compatible with them new configs.
(08:06:00) Captain Pascal: Manually take out ‘em knots and such.
(08:06:33) Captain Pug: Arr, sounds dangerous
(08:06:41) Captain Pascal: Arr. That’s what I said.
(08:07:05) Captain Pascal: M’ybe a job for one of the younger lads later.
(08:07:31) Captain Pascal: Till then Breezy might help me out.
(08:07:43) Captain Pascal: Fine one she is I says.
(08:07:56) Captain Pascal: Says she’s got twins
(08:08:11) Captain Pug: Thar’s a fright!
(08:08:21) Captain Pascal: M’ybe.
(08:08:52) Captain Pascal: She says you can find some of her twins and whatnot at these coordinates:
(08:08:57) Captain Pascal: $ wget -c http://downloads.planetmirror.com/pub/ubuntu/releases/breezy/ubuntu-5.10-preview-install-i386.iso
(08:09:35) Captain Pascal: Could get you outta that stormy mood and m’be even the weather?
(08:10:33) Captain Pug: Arr, not today, mate. Too many villages to plunder!
(08:11:03) Captain Pascal: Aye, sounds like some good n’ and excitin’ fun.
(08:11:54) Captain Pascal: Well when you an’ your lads have gotten them spoils, I says you better remember those coordinates. Arr.
(08:12:27) Captain Pascal: Now then laddy. How be pirate school goin’?
(08:13:17) Captain Pug: Arr, remember them I will! School? Ain’t enough pillaging and too much looting done on me own spoils!
(08:14:02) Captain Pascal: Lollers
(08:14:13) Captain Pug: Lollers? Bollocks and lollygaggers!
(08:14:26) Captain Pascal: Man, I’m saving this and posting it next weekend. (08:15:01) Captain Pug: Arrr, posting it on yer favorite saloon’s door with hook and nail?
(08:15:22) Captain Pascal: Aye matey.
(08:15:38) Captain Pug: Not in port today?
(08:15:57) Captain Pascal: A good quil and some bloody ink’ll do them lousy visitors, snaggers and bypassers good.
(08:16:10) Captain Pug: Arr, true.
(08:16:28) Captain Pascal: Port today? Arr.
(08:18:10) Captain Pug: Arr, phone
(08:19:15) Captain Pascal: tell ‘em to get Breezy.
(08:24:56) Captain Pug: ARR! Great fun already!
(08:25:07) Captain Pascal: Fun with what now?
(08:25:35) Captain Pug: http://pug.ibu02.com/2005/09/19/arrrrrr-it-be-september-19-talk-like-a-pirate-day-mateys/
(08:26:04) Captain Pascal: Arr. All ports but port number 6667 and Port Jabber be closed matey.
(08:26:08) Captain Pug: ARR!
(08:26:12) Captain Pug:

Captain Pug: Ahoy, ye scurvy dog!
Phone Wench: Hello, I’m calling for James Jones.
Captain Pug: Arr! I be he!
Phone Wench: (pause) You’re James R. Jones?
Captain Pug: Arr?
Phone Wench: I’m trying to reach James C. Jones.
Captain Pug: Arr! That be me. Speak yer words!
Phone Wench: (longer pause) I have a wrong number.
Captain Pug: Arr.

(08:26:19) Captain Pascal: Can’t get yard in matey.
(08:26:40) Captain Pug: Thar be the words, lad.
(08:26:47) Captain Pascal: ROFFLES!
(08:26:52) Captain Pascal: HAHAHA
(08:26:59) Captain Pascal: Ah, nice matey.
(08:27:12) Captain Pascal: Then landlubbers can’t speak any good speak.
(08:27:35) Captain Pascal: And them spellin’s and that be cruddy like them rusty deck nails.
(08:27:37) Captain Pascal: Arr.
(08:28:13) Captain Pug: Aye!!
(08:29:07) Captain Pascal: Bloody landglubbers. Arr. Make good sword practice I says.
(08:29:51) Captain Pug: Aye!
(08:30:18) Captain Pug: *pulls out his code and sets to with privateering gusto*
(08:30:48) Captain Pascal: Aye.
(08:31:42) Captain Pascal: me be watchin’ this nice and moody ditty
(08:31:43) Captain Pascal: Arr.
(08:31:59) Captain Pascal: Calls ‘emselves “Smashing Pumpkins”. Arr.
(08:32:27) Captain Pascal: They be singing ‘Ava Adore’. Arr.
(08:33:29) Captain Pug: Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s code for me…
(08:33:45) Captain Pascal: Alrighty.
(08:33:53) Captain Pascal: Thanks for the nice discussion.
(08:33:56) Captain Pascal: T’was nice.
(08:34:11) Captain Pascal: Good way to procrastinate from this mathematics… ;-P
(08:34:47) Captain Pascal: Check out breezy badger if you got the time.
(08:34:51) Captain Pascal: GNOME 2.12 is on it.
(08:35:03) Captain Pascal: As well as that blasted update for GAIM.
(08:35:17) Captain Pug: Arr, I thank ye!
(08:35:30) Captain Pascal: I figured it was the fscking config. under ~/.gaim/
(08:35:33) Captain Pug: May lady luck smile on ye poop deck.
(08:35:58) Captain Pascal: roffles