Capt. Iron Faith Cutler

If you ever get down to New Mexico, there's some floating around down here!

Arr! Broke up with me boyfriend late last year and been sailing the single waters e'er since. I've not been trying too hard, though. Been too busy to bother much with the boys. But if some handsome pirate wants to come sweep me off the deck...

Congratulations on your first house! I know the feeling...very exciting! Best of luck getting settled in. I'm raising a tankard of rum in your general direction. Cheers!

Nothing shows up for me, either. Just says, "user posted image."

Squid Monks. There's a 1 in 1,500,000 chance that anyone will get the reference.

Cool! I like that pic of Barbossa on the right...nice one. If I ever get my camera/scanner situation sorted out again, I'll post pics of my pirate-theme bathroom. I've never had so much fun painting and decorating a room as that one.

That's impressive! The beadwork is a nice touch.

I watched the boy, but he would not return my gaze. In the dim light the ship's walls glowed a dull red and smelled of salt and battle. The carpenter came running back, hands flailing, face as white as the skull on our colors. "Cap'n, cap'n," he sputtered. "What is it? Spit it out, lad!" I "There's a hole clear through the hull below," he managed "A hole? Clear through?" "Aye. The size of two cannonballs." "This ship is sinking?" "No, cap'n," he said with wonderment,"It's not. No water comes in but I can see clear into the sea below."

I'm in the depends-on-the-guy camp. Some work well with the long hair, others don't. I have only one rule when it comes to dating and hair: no mullets.

Anybody have recommendations for places to stay in Ventura? Ojai looks a bit pricey and I don't have any camping equipment. I always prefer funky and unusual (but clean) places to corporate chains.

Ooo, I'd really like to come out there for this. But there's no Amtrak station in Ojai. How far is it from LA? I could take the train into Ventura. How is Ojai for hotels? Iron Faith

Tandy Leather is a good place. There's probably a store that's local to you, check online or check the white pages. They have a large round brass reenactor's belt buckle that would work well.

I heard a low moan. There in the corner, where I swear I had looked before but seen nought, was a child no older than my own cabin boy. His face was an ashen grey and his eyes were small blackened pools like the dark center of a flintlock barrel. My crew turned slowly to follow my gaze. "Who are ye, son?" I asked. He looked through me and did not answer or move. "Are ye deaf, boy? Who is yer captain?"

Most people choose hospitals, but some prefer to use a midwife at home. Sorry...couldn't help but play up the pun on the misspell. To answer your actual question, I make berth along the Rio Grande in New Mexico. Sailing the desert seas...

It floated nearer, unmanned with darkened decks. The sails were slack as no wind dared bluster. The men watched it with hollow eyes and even the bravest of them shivered a little as the night air turned a sour cold. "Ready the hooks," I said, my own breath catching in my throat. The men did not move. "Prepare to board, you dogs!" My voice boomed across the deck. The reverie broken, the men gave a low cheer and gathered their wits, cutlasses and locks.