Pirate Mum writes about her adventures as the First Mate aboard this Pirate Ship she calls home, and about her Pirate Crew. Captain Hobbes, Serenity (eco-friendly "crunchy" Pirate Mum), Pit (Pirate-in-Training), and just born Stowaway Immie will be featured (as well as the David: Pirate-First-Class, who has recently re-joined the ship's crew, along with stories of adventures, recipes, natural living, fun and fortune (and sometimes misfortune). The Life and Times of a Family of Pirates. Weigh anchor and enjoy the trip...
December 20th, 2011
I could be totally off base with this one, and if I am, I am but this irks me to no end!
Read on: When I growing up, I was taught manners. I have noticed lately that this is not often on the parenting curriculum. No, I’m not going to get on some little kids because they show bad manners…this “rant” is specific and has nothing to do with kids (beyond the fact that the people that are pissing me off once WERE kids)
I was taught that when you go to visit someone, you park either a) in their drive if they have room and you know it is okay with them. b) on the street in front of their house. I realise this is not always possible and have encountered this myself and in those cases, try parking in between houses (where I am less likely to take a resident’s spot) or if possible, in front of a house that is empty. In my neighbourhood, parking spots are NOT an issue. We live at the end of a street that T’s into another. It is a small neighbourhood, quiet and the streets are not busy. We own a rowhouse and all the homes on our street and the other street are rowhouses. Directly across the street from us is an ABANDONED rowhouse and a stretch of grass that could easily fit two large or three smaller cars. On the other side of the T is a stretch of grass with NO HOMES on that side of the road and room to park probably 20 cars or more. Everyone on my street has either a garage and one car wide drive (long enough to park two cars in) or a breezeway/enclosed porch and two car wide drive. There is a grassy space between each set of two rowhouses…THERE ARE PLENTY OF PLACES TO PARK. So I wonder, WHY, WHY, WHY do these people, who are not visiting me, insist (on a nearly DAILY basis) on parking in front of MY house? Right where my Captain parks his work ship when he gets home. Not only do I have some random person taking the Cap’s spot, but often they are pulling up INTO OUR GRASS (despite the NO TRESPASSING sign RIGHT THERE). WHY? On top of that, just the other day I had to put a post-it out on a woman’s windshield because for THREE HOURS she was parked in front of my house, BLOCKING MY DRIVEWAY! I could not get out if I had needed to. (Luckily I didn’t need to, because I had no idea who on the street she was visiting).
What happened to common courtesy?
Foregoing the Arrr this time and adding a Grrr,
November 30th, 2011
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November 4th, 2011
October 28th, 2011
October 7th, 2011
October 5th, 2011
I was surprised this morning when my almost 15 year old freshman son told me that the crossing guard who was struck by a car on Monday the 3rd had died. From all news I had heard (on Monday-the school called all of the parents), she was struck but responded coherently to the school nurse and had been taken to the hospital to be checked out, but everything seemed to be fine. But it wasn’t. She died.
Apparently, the Toyota Tundra driver had sun in her eyes when she struck Mrs. Person. I wonder a little about this whole story though (as if some is not being told)…yes, maybe there WAS sun, I am not saying that there was not (even though it was an overcast, rainy morning, the sun peeked out a few times over the course of the morning, so it is possible-also police and eyewitnesses claim there was sun at the time), but apparently her school aged child whom she was dropping to school had to tell her that she had hit someone! How do you not know that you have hit a HUMAN? I know when I have clipped a bird or chipmunk. Navy sailors can feel it when their huge ships hit whales…can one really not feel that their truck has hit a PERSON? Police say they ruled out texting (they say nothing about phone use and this is a BIG problem here-seems nearly NO ONE has heard of bluetooth technology), alcohol and speeding (though I am loathe to believe that one, I live within viewing distance of where this happened, on the same street, and people speed down this 25 mph residential street ALL THE TIME.) I have been driving down this very street during times when school is letting out, when there are kids EVERYWHERE and people are still behind me, pushing me down the road (tailgaiting, mad looks thrown at me, etc), trying to get me to drive faster because why? Because Johnny will think Mommy abandoned him if she is 2 minutes later than yesterday? Sorry, but little Johnny is chatting with his mates, he won’t notice. I myself have nearly been hit while in a CROSSWALK by a truck not paying attention and driving too fast, almost in this exact spot (just over a week ago in fact). This is dangerous and uncalled for. I know slow school speeds are annoying when you have somewhere to be, and they can’t always be avoided, and you can’t always leave early…but for Goddess sake people, in a school zone where there are kids, parents, teachers and crossing guards, DON’T yak on your phone without bluetooth, DON’T fiddle with the radio or other things in the car (or pull over if your kids are in need of your attention), PAY ATTENTION to people around you, and of course…SLOW THE F*CK DOWN. Accidents happen, yes…but something of this magnitude, IMO, warrants at least a negligence ticket…but from the most current info I have, the driver is not being charged with anything.
RIP Lovette Person. I did not know you personally, but I saw you, helping our neighbourhood children be safe when crossing the street. Every time I saw you, you were smiling and happy and looked like you were having the time of your life. Sorry it was cut short.
October 2nd, 2011
October 1st, 2011
September 27th, 2011
My name is Kelly Schomburg, I’m the girl with the red hair in these pictures. I was protesting at the Occupy Wall Street march yesterday when I and several other women were sprayed with mace and subsequently arrested. Many have already seen the video, which has been spreading like wildfire over twitter, Facebook, tumblr, and other video feeds, along with hundreds of other photos and videos. This is my recount of what happened.