William Brand

I'll go get my kicking boots on. They have skull toe caps.

Sigh. My wife surprises me with an early Father's Day gift. She orders a Queen Anne Pistol kit from a distributor. Three weeks later, when it hasn't arrived, she calls them up. They don't carry the Queen Anne anymore. When were they planning on telling us? Who knows. Drat. I was all excited.

I'll take two.

Did you call me Cap'n? lol Nobody calls me that. Let it be William between us, and yes, I serve the cursed. Otherwise I couldn't serve anyone here. We're all cursed. Take me for instance. I'm cursed with a devilish charm. I'm also cursed with an ego that swamps small boats. I'm cursed to clean up the place after closing.

Diego, I couldn't follow half of what you just said, but I did catch the part about beef pie... I'm too sober by half.

coming right up, mate.

Thanks for the link, Grey.

That's a funny anecdote, Snow. And yes, Cap'n P.E.W., we are open for breakfast. In fact, I'm just finishing up some belgian waffles...

You're right. I'll join you. (gets out two straws) Lets go up to the foredeck.

Aye. Feel free to serve yourself. Try not to drink straight from the jar.

Hello, M. Would you like a slice of double chocolate brownie?

Tease. POST SOME PICTURES!

Today's special is Pheasant served up with shrimp and asparagus. And a fine mead.

Keep the noise down you young whipper-snapper! Just preparing you for the neighbors.

Wow... ...ice cream everywhere. (gets out a mop)

Well... ...when do we get to see you wearing it? Tease.

How about some sun dried tomatoe to go with your guiness?

Well... ...the cook just got back from vacation and is only in the mood to make shrimp dishes. Garlic Shrimp!

There you go, mate. And might I recommend a cup of hot chocolate laced with Irish Cream?

Wellllll... You would have to have knives and saws on the list. Bandages. Medical books. Lanterns for light. Steady hands.

Well, well, well... ...I've been out for awhile. (pulls up a chair) Let's see. I have some brisket and some chocolate cake left over.

I'm afraid I'm too tuckered out to cook today. Today's special is cold cuts and coconuts. Bring on the dancing girls!

ARRRrrrrr!

(sends everyone out but Christine) Come, lass. I've run a bath in the bronze tub and I've put out the kettle for some alchemy and tea. I'll have the ship's surgeon brought over from the Hammerhead and we'll get to work on this fever. Aye.

St Erasmus (or Elmo), the patron saint of sailors, was a bishop who was martyred around 303 AD. Saint Elmo's Fire is an atmospheric optical phenomena in which a faint blue glow may be seen on the mastheads or rigging of a ship after a storm due to an electrical discharge. It was taken as a sign of St. Elmo's protection from danger. Raise a glass and rub yer feet on the carpet to the Patron Saint of Sea Dogs! The Martyrdom of St. Erasmus...