mmmmmmmmmmmmm it's been awhile, now, hasn't it?

Just returned from an excursion which, I am sorry, I cannot tell you all the gory details about; the heist- JOB, is not yet completed. Lovely, eh?  soon I shall be a rich(er?) man

In other news, stupid ,clumsy, and, careless (you know I really hate you brainless buggers)  members of my provisional crew caught me arm when they was hoisting the auxiliary sails, pulled me in the air a bit, and tossed me overboard.  Of course this was an accident, but until me arm heals(busted up pretty bad), I shall plan each and every one of their untimely demises.  We'll see how many are carried through. *grin*

Until then, Dr. Wahoositcalled prescribes I should rest-- off to the tavern!  Everyone's invited!!

-Still the best-- Cpt. Jack Sparrow

*on the balcony of Tortuga tavern, surrounded by floozies* 

"Anchors away, m'dears! We're takin this ship to the moon!"

*drops bottle off edge*

"No! Not my liqueur- lickeur? liker, liqwer, lico... RUM! that's the word!"

(-Cpt. Jack Sparrow)

You're right, it has been awhile.  Apologies mates, but I was *ahem* indisposed.  Apparently, a member of my makeshift crew is easily swayed to rat out his captain to a member of the royal navy after three pints of rum.

No worries, he's been taken care of. *mischievous grin*

Anyway! Hats off to Anamaria, fair...erm... lady, who's aided me in finding a sister ship for the Pearl!  She doesn't know it yet, but without the promise, I mean mention, of her, that guy NEVER would've given me his boat for almost free.

Wow, I'm a bad liar today.  You can pick out every not-completely-true statement in there!  Must be outa practice because of the lack of human interaction.  There's no one to lie to!

But, the lady of the sea calls- until next time, mates!

-Cpt. Sparrow-

Aaaah, nostalgia.  It never hurts anyone to sit back, relax, and take a long, hard look at his life.  *insert lame pun here*

Ok, so maybe I don't want to be insightful right now.  Maybe I can't be insightful even if I try because I'm just a shallow kinda guy.  But mysterious, too, of course *grin- with the glint of a few gold teeth* So, how can I be shallow AND mysterious? Shallow people are easy to understand- they have no dark secrets stored deep within their subconsiouses, DO they? Hmm, hmm. Am I right, or have I been reading to many pseudo-analytic magazine articles while in an dreamlike secondary state of mind? Maybe a little of both. 

I think maybe some of that made sense.  If not, don't hold me accountable, for it wasn't I who said it.  It was dreamlike-secondary-state-of-mind me, who's invented a new form of illogical logic.  Fun stuff, really.

-Stubborn, Foolish[like a fox!], and Erratic-

"Sparrow, Captain Jack  pt. #1620443"

*to the tune of the Beverly Hillbillies*

Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Jack,

Poor buccaneer who lost everything he had.

Then one day he was searching for a ship

And out from the crowd came a whiny blacksmith

       -Will, that is.  Mr. Turner.  Willy Swann.

Well the next thing ya know, these two are fast friends

William said, "maybe pirates ain't so bad!"

He said, "I can help you get the Pearl and find a crew"

So they commandeered a boat, and sailed into the blue

         - Sunset-bound.  Ocean's horizon.

Pirates of the Caribbean! *bluegrass banjo*

               ::Captain Jack Sparrow::    ::AIM- CptSparrow2012::

(if you took the last one, ya might wanna check this sn.  I'm afraid I made an error typing it in my last entry.)