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And if you want to go back in tyme a bit further, they have released The Black Pirate from 1926 with Douglas Fairbanks. It's silent, but don't let that put you off. A rolicking good tyme.

Dude, that's pretty harsh. I am in total agreement with El Pirata. That was a bit inconsiderate. I would say an apology is in order, to say the least.

Is that so, lass?........Well now......You do have a point. As for the original query, here goes me take on the subject at hand: Slender, but not boney.....sharp angles can be painful. Pixieish features, large expressive eyes, daint nose, defined cheekbones Never one to complain about certain endowments, but in proportion to the rest of the body is best. Red hair is my downfall, strawberry blonde to deep auburn will get me everytime. An assertive air with a bit of mischievousness is always a nice bit. And on the not physical scale, a good mind....intelligence and wit are very important......Looks and proportions succumb to age and gravity eventually.

Sorry lass's......But I prefer to stay with authors of more substance....Alexander Dumas, Patrick O'Brian or the more modern Dan Parkinson. Now don't get me wrong, a bit of mush here and there is not a bad thing, but when it takes over the plot's course it becomes nerve wearing.....at least for myself. Birds of Prey by Wilbur Smith held much promise until he decided to try to cram involvments with three different women into the mix and seemed pressed to do so. Just my opinion, mind you......To each his or her own.

Answering for myself, semi loose breeks. I have two pairs, one as an extra. The main pair are of a semi coarse / loosely woven material. I use the high boots. (Comes in handy just in case I decided to go the "highwayman" route instead.) Tight pants are fine, I guess.....but, face it, spandex did not exist back then and I am NOT in the service of the Crown, so semi-tight white britches are out.

Sighs heavily, refilling tankard. All good t'ings must be endin' sooner er later. Doffs hat with a sweeping bow. Twas a gran' sight to see, lass's, an' me t'anks to ye are boundless, fer true. Ye Tigress's play nice now......Seems I be hearin' a hailin' from me ol' barstool down at the Pub. Sly grin. Would be a wee rude o' me to be ignorin' such a call o' distress, donna' ye know. Replaces hat with a nod. A fine day to ye, me bonny gerls! Winks then departs for the Pub.

Life donna' get much better than this, me t'inks.

A glass ye say?......Cocks an eyebrow. Well now, iffin that be all that be required, I'll be one to be orderin' up a whole cask o' the finest!

I would have to say, "Captain Ward" and "Mrs. Mcgraw". Oldies and goodies. The Jolly Rogers versions of both are well done. They even put cannon fire in the background during the battle verse of "Captain Ward". Sounds great on a good speaker system.

Leans on doorframe observing the goings on, bemusement playing expression. Well now, Red......Tis gran' to see ye in fine form, as always. Where be the dancin' gerls?Looks about with a mischievous glint in eye. Donna' see any......But then,......with a wee bit o' patience on me own part......grins Mayhaps the seatigress's will grace our sights on their own, hmm?

I have never "worked" a faire, although I get asked when I attend if I am "employed". Being born a bit too late and not having the kind of money to buy / own a 150 plus foot multi-master, the faires are a breath o' fresh air to me dreams. I am a member of the "Royal Guard" for Scarborough Faire here in Texas, drafted. (Rather funny when you think about a Irish picaroon guarding Henry VIII) Shhh....They never ask......I ne'er tell. I agree with Rumba.....I go for the joys to be had through the course o' the day. (And I won't deny that the ol' tankard is full for the duration) I love pulling the "plain clothed" folks into it. The lass's and the kids are the best and I have as much fun interacting with them as they are for that space of tyme involved. It makes their day and mine that much more enjoyable, fer true. It is always a compliment when folks want to get a picture with you and I am always happy to oblige. Had a grand ol' tyme at TRF reveling with a group of monks for about twenty minutes a few weeks back. We managed to have quite a audience with the antics and there were smiles all around. That's what it's all about. I can find a snug (pub booth) locally and get airlocled (drunk) anytime, at the faires I would rather just raise a tankard or two with friends and aquaintances with a bit o' restraint.

200 dollars for five hours o work, oh aye...yer artist cut ye a HUGE break! :) And bless yer salty l'il heart fer tipping...cheap B*stards round here NEVER tip, cept fer one, who did so by bringing back a gallon of Sauza and a nice bottle of Red Zinfandel. Aye, I have to agree. Well worth $500 as far as I am concerned. As far as tipping goes, tis a shame that yer clientle be w'out manners or appreciation. I have three inkings and tipped on each one. You should hang a plank stating: All that leave this deck without leaving gratuity shall be drawn and quartered.......Captain's orders

As far as price breaks go, my inker never said anything, buuuuut, I think it was the, case none the less. When I took him the design, originally, I was bracing for a four or five hundred dollar tab.....He said he would do it for two. I tipped him handsomely after it was finished. He was all grinz while he was inking it. (I did notice some original work of his on the wall by his station.....pyrate stuff......Hmmmmm) I'll have to get a picture of it.......May be a wee bit, though. I am still in the stone age with a regular film camera, so I will have to finish and develope another roll. I'll send it your way, once I do.

Pynch, me compliments to yer fine artistry. The artist I use here locally can more than likely agree with you on getting to ink something that is not the same ol', same ol'. I brought him my own pyratical design and when he finished.....five hours later....he actually thanked me for letting him do the work. Said it was a nice break from the Frat and Sorority stuff he ussually had to put up with. I am working on another design to cover up some old line work I had done years back. John will be the one to do it. You find a good artist and you stay with them.

Kendra, lass!! A fine picaroon, ye be!! I had a choice of TRF or the Clearwater festival......I be a poor pyrate. TRF won out because I should be relocated to The Land O' Flowers next year. So, I hope to be seeing the lot o' ye then. Have fun plundering for me!

I be t'irty-five......Old enough to be knowin' better an' too young to resist.**sly grinz**

Picked up the cd on it's release date, (I am a wee bit late on me 2 'bloons on the subject). Have enjoyed it to the upmost. There are alot of nods to the strife of Irish history, if you know what you are looking at. Tobacco Island is a prime example, in the chorus as well as the mention of Cromwell and the Roundheads. ( early to mid 1600's) The butcher and his crown ,refers directly to England and Cromwell. Cromwell is cursed to this day for the slaughter of innocents on the Auld Sod. ( Made a mess of Wexford, right bastard he was.) Factory Girls contains a section of an Irish traditional song called, Whiskey On A Sunday,( The Puppet Song) , was I suprised to hear that, have always liked it in it's entirety. I could go on for ages. I tip me hat to ye, JoshuaRed. Had you not mentioned the link to the sampler I would have never given them a shot. (I knew of their being around but was leary) As for being classified as Punk, that is amusing in itself. I am showing my age by saying I remember Punk in it's original form. Flogging Molly is not quite what I would put in that class. Their fast stuff sounds like Pub music on overdrive, nothing more.......and that's ok. There be me two bobs....

Came across this bit o' historical information and thought I would pass it along. Taken from the October, 2004 issue of "Lattitudes & Attitudes", article by Frank Lanier. Until 1536, English pirates sentenced to hang could escape the gallows by reading the first verse of the fifty-first Psalm from a Latin manuscript. Afterwards, the lax laws of the day enabled court officials, (who more often than not were on the payrollof said pirates), the option of granting them "Benefit of Clergy" and therefore, entitled to immunity from prosecution. Based loosely on the passage in Chronicles stating, "Touch not mine anointed and do my prophets no harm", the law itself was an effort by the church to declare its' supremacy in all matters concerning members of the clergy, whether secular or civil in nature. Didn't take long for those less savory in nature, however, to corrupt it to the point that it encompassed not only church officials, but even those potentially capable of ebtering the priesthood by virtue of being able to read and write. As such, the psalm or "Neck Verse" as it was commonly known, was widely memorized by pirates in efforts to save their, well......necks.

I, as well as, Flintlock Jack attended TRF this past weekend. We were unaware of the fatality until Sunday when it was brought up in passing by another attendee. The whole thing is a great tragedy on many levels and is unexcusable........Get a rope. My only hope is that justice is served as it should be and that the punk is not allowed to slip through the cracks with a slap on the wrists. The sad thing is that no matter the extreme of judgement, it will not bring that young life back or repair the pain that the victims will carry the rest of their lives.

I have had really good luck purchasing blanks through www.blockaderunner.com. Blank will run $15.00 plus shipping. Comes in four color choices. Refered to as a "slouch hat" in their catalog listing. As for shaping, check Black Deacon's advice in this forum under "Felt Hat Blank" by Mick MacAnselan. What he describes is basicly the way we do it. Good luck, lass.

**Doffs hat** So history pays us a visit again....May we never forget the tragic events of this day. Remember those who's lives were lost because of the event, those who were lost when bravely stepping into harms way to save the survivors and those who were left behind, who's family and friends would never return home. May the tragedy of September 11th, leave a brand on our souls so that it is a constant reminder of those innocents sacrificed for selfish means and ignorance. My thoughts and blessings go out to all affected.......

**Draws amused eyes away from dancing girls, takes a small draught of Birthday Jamesons from tankard** Thunderin' Jesus.....I be thinkin' to me self tha' these festivities may be goin' on fer a week! **sly grin**Aye, tis no greater gatherin' o' the Brethren to be found in any other port o' call, says I! Animal- A grand boyo, ye be! Have ye a draught o' fine Jamaican dark....Fine place tha' isle....Smooth rum an' smoother lasses. Scupper-Tis an honor to be given a blessin' from a son o' Erin. May ye live to be a hundred years.....With one extra year to repent! Stynky Tudor- Thankee lad! Tis grand tha' ye honor me fer this occassion Have ye a round o' yer favorite poison an' have Ol' Ray put it on me tab. Captain Flint-If it were no' fer us being o' same rank, I would salute ye...**grin**So, I be givein' ye a warm nod o' gratitude instead fer the refill o' me tankard.

Well now, Cap'n......Seems we be a year an' a smatterin' o' days apart. Happy Birthday to ye an' a case o' Parrot Bay to toast it! Here's health and prosperity to ye an' all yer posterity An' them tha' doesn' drink with sincerity tha' they be damned for all eternity! Slainte'!

Well now, tis a blessin o' highest order to be inna comp'ny o' such grand folk. I doffs me hat in gratitude to ye all. Christine- Ye be a randy one, lass....Be thinking I may be in need o' an oxy tank after tha' wee kiss.....Thankee girl, may I have another! Coastie-Tha' be a blessin' worth toastin', Ye know we Irish lads do love communin' with the "spirits" Doc- Ye be a grand lad if thar ever was one fer me to be knowin'. A fine service ye do to me an' the crew. A whole keg o' Jamesons !! Ne'er do I regret signin' ye on...... MerryD-Aye, yer signature says it well. Ye be sassy an' firey. A lass to make all the lads go weak. All me best to ye. Rhumba-Ye lil'..... Mad Woman Cheryl-A warm thanks to ye, from the bottom o' me heart. When ye get done warmin' Firethorn's lap....Ye can come o'er an' warm me own.**sly grin** Lady Barbossa-Where ye been keepin' yerself? An' keepin' fine as e'er I see. Rum an a bevy o' ladies.....To go with the dancin' girls!! Aye, I be thinkin' I have stumbled unto a wee patch of Heaven!! Captain Tito-Me appreciation I do show fer yer blessing. Pull ye up a splash o' rum fer yer tankard to be warmin' yer insides....An' a lass to warm yer ou'sides!

Happy birthday, to ye lass! I'll be havin' me Cabin Boy fetch ye a fine cask o' Jamaican rum from me private stores to celebrate.