Pirate House

This is somebody’s private residence, not a destination fun house, but don’t let that stop you from cruising by.
Keeping respect for their privacy, it is a kicker to see all they have done. Parking is a challenge, but once you illegally park and jump out of the car with your camera and the kids, the décor will tickle your funny bone. The outside is bawdily adorned, themed after the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland, and since the house is on the corner, you get to see quite an eyeful. Even their boat on the canal (yes, they have a boat mooring) can be seen sporting crusty pirates.
Thanks for a fun drive-​by! Arrrrrgggggggg, you salty dogs.

Until the age of four I lived right around here. It’s been a long time since I was four, and when my mom and I went to drive by the old house we came upon this place which we thought was the house we used to live in. It was not but I sort of wish it were since then I’d have carte blanche to knock on the door and ask for a look-​see around the old digs. People do that, you know?
Anyway, you hardly need to enter the house to get an eyeful.
From far down the street you can see the giant rooster atop the roof. The cowboy too. The cowboy’s horse. And the Indian. Then you get up close and you have a veritable Pirate’s Lair. It’s sort of like being inside Disney’s Pirates of the Caribbean with saucier babes and daylight. And whoa? There’s Johnny Depp, just like in the ride. And Shrek. And Lady Liberty. And lots of buxom pirate wenches.
This house is littered, on both the Marcus Street side and the 35^th Street side, with life-​sized pirates scaling ropes and doing other swashbuckly things. If SIlver Lake’s Chandelier Tree (
) can make it onto Unilocal I see no reason why the Pirate House shouldn’t be here as well. They didn’t decorate this house for people not to drive by and gawk.
Have at it. And bring your camera.