Seabus Pirate Party

see above

Thanks to the careful plotting and planning of the Vancouver Public Space Network and the brave assistance of several hundred pirates (easily identifiable by their eyepatches, parrots, peglegs, and "Aaaarrgh!!!"s), on this dull February evening we stormed the venerable Seabus, much to the surprise of the poor passengers and crew.

Lucky for them, the crew immediately surrendered to our onslaught of horns, fiddle, flute, squeezebox, mandolinish-Croatian-stringed--thingy, and of course our drums. Liberated from their imprisonment of mundanity, the passengers quickly rallied by our side, and we sailed into the sunset victoriously.

(Though faced with the hellish prospect of running the good ship Beaver back and forth for all eternity, we decided to show our generosity by returning our captured vessel to the able hands of the Translink crew, who were jolly good sports I must say).