Dunno 'bout that.... I 'ears thar be an old witch aboard wot likes ter cast spells, n' I'd be wurried them 'd end up in summat comin' out o' tha galley...

An' I bain't be too shure 'bout them barnacles, neither... 'as ye e'er stood on tha buggers in yer stockinged feet???

Aye, an' it be good ter see 'e, Doc... bin too darned quiet 'round 'ere wivout yer.

What d'yer mean... she allows I out again??? Ever since a 'curried cabbage' incident at our local supermarket last week, I bin confined t' me quarters 'til I promises 'er faithfully not t' be embarrassin' 'er in public like that agin (who, me??)...

I mean, 'ow be I g'wen t' promise 'er that??? 'Tis natural, after all... an' it wouldn' be right fer I t' go aginst wot muvver nature intended fer I t' do, now would it!



Yeah, on a more serious note, mrs starkers hasn't been her usual chirpy self of late: what with a couple of bothersome health issues and suffering with depression over her daughter (my step-daughter) doing all the wrong things again. Still! It's a case of telling us what she thinks we want to hear... promising us faithfully to do the right thing, but then she turns around and does the exact opposite, again and again.

It has been a huge strain on both of us, not knowing what will ever become of her, and I've been feeling the effects of depression as well, but I keep fighting to keep my head above water so that I can be supportive and helpful, etc.

Oh well, can't help those who won't help themselves, so we're trying not to worry too much and get on with things as best we can... which is probably why I joke around and act the fool a lot. Life seems that much easier with a smile on your face... when you can see a funny side to things and are still able to laugh.

Anyway, enuff of that!! Yeah, the new cabin is great and we're happy with it... it's comfortable and convenient to everything we need. However, I should extract my digit and clean the joint up some so I can take some more pics to post. Yeah, I've been a bit slack lately, though I'm sticking to the excuse that I've had a good excuse... for not being my usual 'too sanitary' self when it comes to the housework just lately.

Wot shipmates??? Aye, they be scarce orright... and tha last scurvy swab I showed a mop n' bucket to jumped overboard, so afeared of a bit o' work wos 'e. Us needs a better class o' pirate, us do. Pirates like us... wots in it fer tha long voyage n' willin' t' take on Stardock when us gits there.

Oh, n' Doc, ye 'aves first dibs on Brad's liquor cabinet. I 'ears 'e haves a speshul rum or two in thar that'd tickle yer tonsils a real treat.



Geek??? I bain't be no geek! A creak be more like it... wot wiv me poor old bones creakin' n' groanin' like tha Sister's timbers in a cyclone.

Yer mate 'ave put ye on tha wagon??? And ye 'aves a thirst so powerful ye'd suck a bottle o rum thru the cork???? Gawd, man, if'n it's that bad, ye had best git t' yer nearest tavern n' indulge afore ye dehydrates.

An' I'll tell 'e wot, Doc, if'n us don' press-gang a few landlubbers n' git 'en talking pirate real soon like, us'll ne'er git t' Stardock t' raid Cap'n Brad's licker cabinet.

A few curried cabbage munchers 'd be good t' 'elp fill tha sails... imagine that, us 'avin' tha first gas powered pirate ship.

Well there's us... an I shure misses tha likes o' Mate Gid, Chaplain Woods n' Mistress Jennifer... not ter menshun ThaGuyPC. Now thar wos a funny bloke... finkin' Stardock wos preventin' 'im from gittin' a blog cos 'e were from tha wrong side o' tha political fence.

Now us all knows that just ain't true!! Stardock don't go discriminatin' 'ginst folks fer votin' tha wrong way, now do 'em! 'Owever, I did 'ear of a bloke wot's complainin' that he got refused a blog cos it says 'father unknown' on 'e's birth certificate. Just goes t' show, don't it... it juss don't pay t' be'ave like a proper bastard 'round 'ere.