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What happens at the Store?
Many have said that upon entering the best pirate supply store in San Francisco, they get a sensation of déjà vu. Others walk in and feel at once the miracle work of an unseen hand. Yet there are those whose eyes bulge and shrink simultaneously while their thoughts are so convoluted that they are unable to shout or mutter the question that most plagues them: “What is this place?”
The store log is weekly account of actual events that occur in the shop, as well as testimonials, comments and complaints from our customers.
April 21, 2008
Tragic Sea Shanty
"Ahoy, my mates!
The sky was dark...
And tossed and flung the waves,
When lo I saw
Floating nearby
An undead crew of slaves.
"'Come to my ship!'
I called to them
They moaned and crawled aboard
Then one by one
They ate my crew
And then we were no more!"
-anonymous customer
April 16, 2008
Today we were a stop on the Yelp scavenger hunt. I was given a box of cassette tapes to hand out at my discretion. Every ten minutes or so, groups of colorfully-dressed folks would come in who I would then make barter for the hint.
Highlights:
-an a cappella rendition of "Welcome to the Jungle"
-an ill-conceived five-person chorus line
April 14, 2008
April 11, 2008
Point, shoot, SNAP, FLASH!
a smile breaks through
I see a personality that blossoms
before me
white teeth
glossy eyes
"Stand right there. SMILE!"
~mom's so demanding.~
passing on
to the next
Point, shoot, SNAP, FLASH!
I smile.
-Sara Davis, customer
April 07, 2008
Mouths closed, pens down
Eyes at me and not a sound
I like the way you raised your hand
How could you come to class without a pen?
He's touching me, she stole my seat
Worked all day, no bite to eat
Can I use the bathroom, no you can't
These 7th graders need more deodorant
Maria and Andrew kissing in the hall
But teachers are the worst of all
Straight to the bar after class
Drink in one hand and chalk on my ---
Yo ho yo ho a teacher's life for me!
-anonymous customer
April 02, 2008
