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I lived in Altamonte Springs up until a couple years ago (also lived in Orlando, Winter Park, Lake Mary, Fern Park....lots of 'burbs out there!) and today I started sending out resumes - several to the Central Florida area. Of course, I also sent some to Washington DC, Boston and Chicago - but who knows? If I end up back ir Orlando or it's surrounding area, it's good to know thar' will be plenty of pirates about!

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I lived in Altamonte Springs up until a couple years ago (also lived in Orlando, Winter Park, Lake Mary, Fern Park....lots of 'burbs out there!) and today I started sending out resumes - several to the Central Florida area. Of course, I also sent some to Washington DC, Boston and Chicago - but who knows? If I end up back ir Orlando or it's surrounding area, it's good to know thar' will be plenty of pirates about!

Well Jessi Since this thread was started we have moved over to Melbourne and now call that our home port.

I suppose that means we're just a drive up 95 :)

Diosa

Diosa De Cancion

aka Mary Read

www.iammaryread.com

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We have several of our members who live in Orlando way, others in Daytona, one in Fort Myers, one in Chicago and one in Oregon. We're spred out, though most of our crewe is in Central Florida.

-- Hurricane

-- Hurricane

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  • Captain of The Pyrates of the Coast
  • Author of "Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Year Before the Mast" (Published in Fall 2011)
  • Scurrilous Rogue
  • Stirrer of Pots
  • Fomenter of Mutiny
  • Bon Vivant & Roustabout
  • Part-time Carnival Barker
  • Certified Ex-Wife Collector
  • Experienced Drinking Companion

"I was screwed. I readied my confession and the sobbing pleas not to tell my wife. But as I turned, no one was in the bed. The room was empty. The naked girl was gone, like magic."

"Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Years Before the Mast" - Amazon.com

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Most definitely. The Voyages section on our site has an up to date list (most of the time)... :)

It's at http://www.piratesofthecoast.com

We average 30 to 40 outings a year so we're one of the busier crewes.

At PiP just look inside the fort - we man the Catt & Fiddle, our period tavern, and the new Tea & Tings, which will be in the tent in front of the tavern. Both have big signs (we're just finishing the tea one in my living room).

-- Hurricane

Edited by hurricane

-- Hurricane

______________________________________________________________________

http://piratesofthecoast.com/images/pyracy-logo1.jpg

  • Captain of The Pyrates of the Coast
  • Author of "Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Year Before the Mast" (Published in Fall 2011)
  • Scurrilous Rogue
  • Stirrer of Pots
  • Fomenter of Mutiny
  • Bon Vivant & Roustabout
  • Part-time Carnival Barker
  • Certified Ex-Wife Collector
  • Experienced Drinking Companion

"I was screwed. I readied my confession and the sobbing pleas not to tell my wife. But as I turned, no one was in the bed. The room was empty. The naked girl was gone, like magic."

"Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Years Before the Mast" - Amazon.com

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Ahoy and welcome fellow members of the Pyrates of the Coast...

If you're a member of our nefarious crewe, enter your missives here. If you'd like to join us give us an email at hurricane@piratesofthecoast.com and we'll be happy to consider your query and add you to the manifest....

Aye, what ye be lookin fer in a crew member? can a deck swabber like I from florida join?

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"Life's pretty good. And why wouldn't it be? I'm a pirate, after all."

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Ahoy and welcome fellow members of the Pyrates of the Coast...

If you're a member of our nefarious crewe, enter your missives here. If you'd like to join us give us an email at hurricane@piratesofthecoast.com and we'll be happy to consider your query and add you to the manifest....

Aye, what ye be lookin fer in a crew member? can a deck swabber like I from florida join?

You can find us at http://www.piratesofthecoast.com -- there's information about us and a joinin' form...

Fair Winds,

Hurricane

-- Hurricane

______________________________________________________________________

http://piratesofthecoast.com/images/pyracy-logo1.jpg

  • Captain of The Pyrates of the Coast
  • Author of "Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Year Before the Mast" (Published in Fall 2011)
  • Scurrilous Rogue
  • Stirrer of Pots
  • Fomenter of Mutiny
  • Bon Vivant & Roustabout
  • Part-time Carnival Barker
  • Certified Ex-Wife Collector
  • Experienced Drinking Companion

"I was screwed. I readied my confession and the sobbing pleas not to tell my wife. But as I turned, no one was in the bed. The room was empty. The naked girl was gone, like magic."

"Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Years Before the Mast" - Amazon.com

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Ahoy and welcome fellow members of the Pyrates of the Coast...

If you're a member of our nefarious crewe, enter your missives here. If you'd like to join us give us an email at hurricane@piratesofthecoast.com and we'll be happy to consider your query and add you to the manifest....

Aye, what ye be lookin fer in a crew member? can a deck swabber like I from florida join?

You can find us at http://www.piratesofthecoast.com -- there's information about us and a joinin' form...

Fair Winds,

Hurricane

Great, thank ye!

annebonny2tz2.jpg

"Life's pretty good. And why wouldn't it be? I'm a pirate, after all."

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To all the crewe, wherever they may be....

The Night Before Christmas (aboard The Blackheart)

‘Twas the night before Christmas aboard The Blackheart,

Not a shipmate was stirring, not even Mariea or Scott,

The cutlasses were stored on the mid deck with care,

Animal had just doled out the crewe’s holiday share.

Yes, the crewe was now snuggled up there in their sacks,

While the midnight watch on deck watched their backs.

The Captain and Conscience took off their tricorns,

And settled down to sleep while Cynn watched some porn.

When up on the deck the crewe heard such a clatter,

They sprang from their hammocks to see what was the matter.

Away to the main deck they flew fleet and fast,

Tore open the gun ports and rigged the main mast.

The moon cast a light upon the calm sea,

As Diosa focused her spyglass to see what she could see.

When what ‘fore her piratical eyes should course,

But a miniature ship pulled by eight tiny seahorse.

With a little old captain, with beard glistening white.

Captain knew in a flash we should blow him from sight.

His brig was approaching, quickly it came,

Hurricane shouted to his crewe loudly by name:

Now Cutter! Now Sulley!

Now Sheila and Mizzen!

On Booty, On Red Hand!

On Dan, hey who’s missin’,

To your guns step lively!

To the swivels facing aft!

Put powder to them softly,

We must sink that craft!

The old captain moved swiftly, his course was quite steady,

The Blackheart crewe they prepared to be ready

When the brig heaved to starboard and pulled a little wide,

Hurricane responded with full guns broadside.

And then, in a twinkling, we heard the retort,

He fired right back hitting us hard on the port.

We hove to and came across his bow once more,

We knocked out his topsail and gave him what for.

His ship was quite close now, we could see him on deck,

Dressed in red from his boots to the nape of his neck.

His clothes were all sooted from guns full ablaze,

And he never blinked once with his stouthearted gaze.

His eyes – were so firey! His dimples quite red!

At the site of his small crew, many now dead!

His once joyful face was drawn up quite mad,

And we could see that he’d become a revenge minded lad.

The stump of his pipe was now clenched in his teeth,

And the smoke from it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a scarred face and a little round tummy,

He swaggered with the sea, looking quite rummy.

His crewe was quite elfish, they looked mighty queer,

Surrounded by eight really pissed off reindeer.

A wink of his eye and a nod of his head,

Soon gave us to know we had everything to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work.

He fired a salvo, then turned with a jerk.

And giving us the finger he fired one more round,

Then turned to the south making no other sound.

We stood on the deck, now knowing our plight,

We had fired on Santa which just wasn’t right.

And we heard him exclaim as his crewe changed their shifts,

“To all on The Blackheart, I’m returning your gifts!”

-- Captain

-- Hurricane

______________________________________________________________________

http://piratesofthecoast.com/images/pyracy-logo1.jpg

  • Captain of The Pyrates of the Coast
  • Author of "Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Year Before the Mast" (Published in Fall 2011)
  • Scurrilous Rogue
  • Stirrer of Pots
  • Fomenter of Mutiny
  • Bon Vivant & Roustabout
  • Part-time Carnival Barker
  • Certified Ex-Wife Collector
  • Experienced Drinking Companion

"I was screwed. I readied my confession and the sobbing pleas not to tell my wife. But as I turned, no one was in the bed. The room was empty. The naked girl was gone, like magic."

"Memoirs of a Buccaneer: 30 Years Before the Mast" - Amazon.com

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