William Brand

Excellent. Thank you for the fine link.

This is your year. Bring the whole crew down to Pirates in Paradise.

Tonight's specials are a vegan lasagna with a side of garlic bread... Herb Ravioli with organic marinara sauce, vegan parmesean and an olive tapenade on top... Bruschetta interesting variation with garlic spread and black and green olives...

July 29, 1704 - St. Louis William set out items before Ms. Molyneux for the space of half an hour. She inspected each item with the dispassion of a practiced appraiser, noting the unique differences in each piece. William had chosen every item for this particular collection for the quality of the craftsmanship as much as the value of the metals and stones. The other two bags, containing rings, bracelets, stones and other specie from the Ilex Fortune, were of a much poorer make than these, and William would sell them later among the cheap shops and street buyers. "A quality piece." Ms. Molyneux said aloud, for the tenth time since beginning their exchange, and she stopped to make several notations on the value of the ring held in her hand. While she was employed in these notations, her father, Monsieur Thibault Molyneaux, entered the shop room and introductions were made. Monsieur Molyneaux was a polite gentleman of at least fifty years. He was bald, but his fashionable wig did not make this apparently obvious. He had an unusually straight nose with hard, almost right angles to it. It was a chiseled thing which offset the rest of his face, and his mouth seemed out of place underneath it, being an altogether average mouth. Still, he was pleasant and he warmed to William at once, especially when he laid eyes on the large number of precious items lined up on the table. Ms. Molyneaux excused herself from the table and her father stepped in as owner and appraiser. He confirmed his daughters calculations with only a cursory glance, moving to the next items in short order. Like his daughter, his appraisal of each item was fair and to the point. He assigned an average value to every item, that was neither too little nor too much. William had hoped for this, without fully expecting it. It meant that bartering and haggling on the final price would be easier. Perhaps not generous, but easier. It was a long wait, with William siting silent much of the time. He didn't mind the waiting and watching, for Adélaïde was often in the room offering delicate dishes and drink throughout the passing afternoon. She was even so kind as to take drink to John McGinty who waited out of doors. William's only true interaction with the shop owner came in the form of two 'exceptions' to the business at hand, for he spied some items he thought might be put to better use elsewhere, and borrowed them back again. The owner did not seem to mind this, simply moving to the next item at hand. William pocketed one of these items, but left the other on the table. ~Starboard Watches on Duty~

You might also want to consider a monmouth cap, boarding axe, and sailor's bag.

Most excellent sir, I received my shoe buckles today and they are marvelous. They are both beautiful and unique. The handcrafted, hand-finished look of each buckle lends them a subtle antiquated appearance which makes them all the more authentic for their minute flaws. I couldn't be happier with them. I like them more the longer I study them. Now all I need are the shoes to put them on...

Foxe and I spoke at length about the printed materials and I hope to see them on the RH site very soon.

Miss McDonough! Enjoy...

I appreciate the concern, but I'm not packing the yoke or water buckets on the plane. I'm sending them ahead to the fort.

I most of those bookmarked for various products, and a few others which make those look cheap... http://www.beaverbuckets.com/PrimitiveCampbucket.htm I may buy two buckets and carve a shoulder yoke to fetch the water.

^ Too small. < I shall need some twenty changes of pirate attire before I'll call it adequate. V Name your favorite soft drink.

^ Macaroni Grill...for the baked lasagna. Red Robin...The Whiskey River Barbeque Burger. < My favorite sushi place closed recently. The owner passed away due to complications from cancer. A moment of silence... V Do you bear the restaurant selection curse? ...whenever I find a food I like at a restaurant they close the place or discontinue the item.

No need to cook up anything. Just sit down and have a mudslide.

I think I can swing the price on the bucket, so I'll take that one in addition to a lantern or two. Out of curiosity, where were you looking at buckets?

^ The Nina, Mayflower, Constitution, Wolf, and numerous others I have forgotten by name. < The Nina was a beautiful little ship of dark wood. I would have gladly stolen her. V Which replica ship do you long to steal?

Most certainly. Harry had a redcoats camp in 2005, but you would be welcome in any camp under any capacity. We would welcome more numbers to fire upon and to be fired upon by them.

Aye. Hurricane volunteered to bring his expertise on the subject of Port Royal to bear at this year's festival. We will also have a "sutlers camp", and with some repairs being made to the fort this year, the exact placement of these camps has yet to be determined, but there will be three for certain.

^I see your choices as an even split, but for altogether different reasons. So don't choose between them. Just choose one and then choose not to regret missing one for the other. I am invited every year to a game convention in California and one in New York. They run the same weekend almost every single year and I always have to choose, so I do. Then I forget the other as if it was never a possibility. < We would love to have you at PIP, of course, but we understand the draw to both events. We'll either drink with you, or drink a toast to you in your absence. V Are you a gamer?

Rearranging things about the house and gearing up for a large house party next week.

^ I don't know, but based on my downhill skiing I'll say no. < I do like cross country skiing. I've donw winter camping in the high country where we had to cross country ski several miles into the wilderness. V Have you ever been snorkling?

July 29, 1704 - Aboard the frigate Watch Dog Between two and three bells of the Afternoon Watch The unloading and distribution of supplies continued even after noon had come and gone. It was after one of the afternoon and still supplies were being brought down into holds and armories by the returned Larboard Watches and the departing Starboard sailors. During this time, Eric relented the holy ground, giving the quarterdeck over to Maurice Roche, and the last of the Starboard crews went into the shore bound boats. Maurice stood a long while with his hands behind his back and the grin of a man given a new command, no matter how temporary. He smiled the grin of the impish school boy, entertaining ridiculous thoughts of high mutiny and Jamaican towns. The idea was laughable and he knew it, for the rewards of loyalty had been too obvious of late. Still, he laughed to himself from time to time, especially when he looked down at his own threadbare clothing. 'Captain Roche, Unshaven Scourge of the Caribbean!' he thought, chuckling. Then, as quickly as these thoughts had come, they were gone, and Maurice Roche became officer of the deck. "You there! Mind the gallows and spars!" ~Starboard Watches on Duty~

I know a number of people who may still have old high school instruments laying about unused. Do you have a list of needed instruments?

I'm sorry to say that the Pub's chat room went the way of the Dodo on October 26th and has shown no signs of returning.

Aye, and I'm already searching along those lines. In fact, Historical Enterprises makes a nice brass lantern with a horn pane window for $29.95... If several people could bring two lanterns, one to keep and one to donate, it would be appreciated. Most of the lanterns owned by the fort are of a much later period. I do recommend them for any pirate on the night watches. We actually discussed this at length before the last PIP, but the conversation stalled due to heated opinions rising from wooden banded buckets versus iron banded ones. Still, we should certainly have one. Did we have buckets near the fire this last year? The year before I brought a canvas bucket for fire safety.

^ Scholastic books sent me a "Greatest Mom" certificate. It said "William Pace, World's Greatest Mom". < Liam calls me mommy. V Any unusual nicknames?