During my last semester at MIT, I really wanted to take the sailing class. It always fills up pretty fast, and I was late registering. Clearly, my only option f

During my last semester at MIT, I really wanted to take the sailing class. It always fills up pretty fast, and I was late registering. Clearly, my only option for getting into the class was to show my passion for sailing by coming dressed as a pirate. I showed up to the sailing Pavilion all decked out, and the people who didn't think I was weird (which was relatively few as folks are used to strange stuff on the MIT campus), seemed to like it. We weren't allowed to sail the first day, but the instructor did a presentation entire the whole class (30ish students). He asked the class for a sole volunteer to crew for him. Being excited to get out on ye olde charles milky-greens, I hastily shot my hand up. After a moment of contemplation, the instructor somewhat reluctantly said "yeah, we'll take the pirate". Since he and I were now alone in the dinghy, I drew my [plastic] cutlass and started whacking him in an attempt to commander the vessel. That didn't work, so I gave up. On the way back, there was a lull as the wind died down. We were just sitting there with the entire class watching and I was bored/thirsty, so I took out my flask and took a swig. He gave me a strange look, which I thought meant he wanted some. So I offered him some, which he kindly yet strangely declined. Needless to say, I learned to sail that semester! Here are some pics: In lab after the events, finishing my flask: http://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc7/25837_577030723648_706902_33312851_7597022_n.jpg http://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc7/25837_577030723648_... Being a software pirate: http://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash2/25837_577030868358_706902_33312852_1988020_n.jpg http://sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash2/25837_577030868358_...