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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.
May 26, 2008
Page sixteen is bittersweet;
I haven't had a thing to eat
Today, except for carrots
From a bag. It was plastic.
My favorite drawer is number four
But it says 8 on the door
to keep out any pirates
On the prowl. Is that too drastic?
I wish my mom would come back soon
She left me here to mope and moon
And gawk up at the planets
In the sky. They are fantastic.
-anonymous customer
May 22, 2008
I really think Rosie Barrantes summed it up well with her description of our store: "You get mopped. Buy stuff. Look at fish." Don't you?
May 19, 2008
Today I watched Pirates of the Caribbean. I must admit that Jack Sparrow was an incredibly unfashionable pirate. Anyway.
It was a dark and stormy night, and all the ships were at sea.
And the captain said to his men: "Men! I have a story to tell you: It was a dark and stormy night, and all the ships were at sea. And the captain said to his men: 'Men! I have a story to tell you . . .'"
-anonymous customer
May 16, 2008
There once was a pirate from France
Who often wore very nice pants.
His breeches would shine
like leeches in brine
As he performed his spectacular dance.
-anonymous customers
May 10, 2008
Words: fervid
medallion
serif
camise
tonette
Pirate factoid/story: Pirates wore earrings to improve their eyesight. The acupuncture point for eyesight is evidently one's earlobe. Make of this what you will.
May 06, 2008
May 01, 2008
