Mission

You're not bringing Grace? (I have some stuff I'll be sending her from Mexico. There's also a few things for her to share with Zach and Ryan.)

11 - 12" 36" - 37" Uh...I forgot to get this one. I would say it's roughly 48"

Stynky, I am unpinning this now that the web page is done as I said I would. (Pinned topics are easier to ignore IMO.) Ouch, my toes! Ok, it's as done as it can be. Thanks 1 million times to Brig who kindly offered to edit this mess. Being a writer of sorts, I must say that she is an outstanding editor. Seriously. (Although I sort of suspect she just couldn't wait to get at it and this was in small part a ploy to do that. If so, thanks for the compliment!) As you read it, if you spot mistakes, particularly in fact or recognition of people, please feel free to pm me or post it here. I'll try and fix it unless I think it's funnier not fixing it. Also note that there are 30 Easter Egg pages with no text links. You have to find those links yourself. (It's not that hard, honest.) It's worth your time because 2/3 of the photos are in there. Blah, blah, blah. It is here. (Cpt. Sophia - there is one movie riff in there just for you. Since I said that, I'll bet you miss it. ) And now, pyrate friends, I desperately need a break. I figure I have about 200 hours in this mess, not including the writing of the original journal. So I'm off to Mexico for a long weekend of not drinking margaritas. (I'm still on that diet. Lost 20 pounds so far. Soon I will be thin and beautiful.)

Especially game theory. I have just been listening to a book that spends a lot of time on game theory as it regards war and poker. (Not necessarily in that order.) I didn't realize you pronounced Von Neuman 'Vahn Noy-man.'

No, you're guilty of sedition and murder. No one guilty of that (whatever it is) can flog other people. Only the pure-hearted are allowed to inflict embarrassing pain on others. (We're going to have to spend a long time looking for someone for that...)

I can't believe you found this thread!

Ah, I found enough pictures to add yours in Rusty Nell! You're part of the tryal! (And you too, Mary.) Alas, the pics weren't big enough and I had to find a third...

Every aside in LotR was just icing! It give the story depth. Ymmv, of course. I think that's one of my (many) complaints about the movie, it just wasn't able to convey the sense of history that the books were able to convey. So, I don't suppose you liked The Silmarillion then, did you? The Simalarion was like the LotR books without a plot. As such, I didn't finish it. I really like organization and closure in books. That one fails both tests from what I read. (Of course, I realize that not everyone has the same requirements for books as I do. In fact, not everyone likes to see the word "requirements" in the same sentence as "books." So feel quite free to ignore my opinion on such things, although this won't stop me from opining. It's in my analytic nature. )

I actually think you're different in person. (Patrick is one of those people you need to put on your short list of those you want to meet. Come to think of it, so are Red-Handed Jill and Jack. Very cool people. Extraordinarily cool people.)

While working on my web page and sorting through the hundreds of photos I copied, I found the answer to this one. (Children, shield your eyes.) (Photo Credit: Lily Alexander) The two questions that come to my mind are: 1) Why did Jessi feel the need to give you her belt? and 2) How did she ever get it back? That's not Jessie's belt, I stole, I mean borrowed the belt from someone else. Jessie and I were returning from dinner and I had just grabbed you out of the Philosophy tent, inviting you to come have more drink with us. There in the picture, Jessie and I are having an argument, she's demanding I give her the belt - so it could be returned to its proper owner. I still don’t remember who’s belt it is. . . (You're messing up the web page version of the Journal. Oh well. Too bad, it stays the way I wrote it. History is created by the writers.)

This is an unfair betrayal of my character, alarming people unnecessarily and putting a damper on me future enterprises. . . Well sir, I resent it! Apologies. We wouldn't want to dampen your future enterprises. Is Josh still your understudy? We'll have to keep a sharp eye on him too... (Patrick, how much would it cost to have you make up a cheap surrogate decoy planters hat? Just wondering...)

First you need a hat... Besides, it's not a game, it's an evil plot to get my Patrick Hand original Planter's Hat. Stynky got so drunk, he forget the goal this year.

Ah, the moment everyone's been waiting for: Becky's measurements. Shoulders: 33" Waist: 2" Hips: 28" Inseam - ~34" Shoulder to arm: ~24" (from the top of the shoulder down. That's how they measure me for suits.) Height: ~5'

Brig rocks! She invented an interesting new topic in PiP. Just for that, I'll have the journal completed for you tomorrow. The core of it is actually done, but I need to fix the navigational links and proofread it. I believe this is the first time I have proofed something before posting it on my web page. In fact, many of the things on there have never been proof read at all. I'll bet you never noticed. (I hate proof reading my own material.) Mission is absurdly easy to out drink. As for Stynky, you can't quite tell when he's drunk and when he's not. At least when you're drinking with him, you can't. Hey, hey, hey! I stole nothing. I was naive enough to think he was going to pay for it. I actually bought the first bottle. (And then I got yelled at for giving part of it to Jessi.) (Seriously, who looks naive in this photo? In fact, who usually comes up looking (and being) naive?) Things I have never done at PiP...gee. See this is the great thing about the journal. I get myself to do things that will give me fodder for the viewers at home (like get stuffed in a trash can on the Duvall Crawl with Anne and Mary). 1. I have never done a pretend surgery. Maybe I'll fix that. (Maybe I won't.) 2. I have never swam in the ocean there. Come to think of it, I've never swam in the ocean anywhere leaving directly from Key West's shore. 3. I have never camped in the fort. (Probably not gonna, either.) 4. Why does there have to a four? What is special about four? I'm only three and half. 5. I have never been allowed to dine at the Catt & Fiddle.

I will get you her measurements. She's actually smaller than Bucky. She does wear a size -20 pant. My haunted house experience advises caution when padding. If pirate re-enactors behave like Haunted House workers (as they seem to do), they have little or no respect for the anatomy of the dead. I suggest B or less. But then I'm a decided prude who sincerely doesn't find such ribald jokes very funny, so I'll let you be the judge. Remember the skeleton is only 5' tall and thus whatever you do will seem exaggerated.

Such things only bother you the first time you do them. After that, the fun begins.

There was a great disturbance in the Force. That and some snafu involving the paying of bill for the website address - which belongs to Go Daddy!, featuring Danica Patrick in tight Go Daddy! clothing. (She used to be so classy, too. Now she's a sell out. (She's a race car driver, right?)) Anyhow, Stynky didn't have the ability to pay the bill, it was still going to the old owners who didn't do anything about it. So we can't even blame him. Damn it. [Edit] I Googled Danica, which provided several recent photos of her at the top of the search and I take back the comment about her being classy. Although she does have a nice tattoo of the American flag at the base of her spine. (Why do I now know this?)

The textbook says that imaginary friends are prevalent in toddlerhood (2-4 years approximately) and I've heard that we don't remember much from before we were 6 or 7. This may account for the lack of memory most of us have of imaginary friends. It also explains why poor old Silas has had so many encounters with them and remembers so many. The ones my sister and I had were from about the age of 10. We almost always talked about them from the omniscient POV, which makes me suspect that even my example is not so great. I don't recall having a first person imaginary friend. Maybe I'll ask my mom about it.

I am finding Mae has all sorts of hidden depths to her character that I would never suspect. And (as Brig suggested) the turkey feet would make awesome forks if they could be flattened out and treated with something or another that made them safe to stick in your mouth.

Because you haven't learned your occulumency.

So I am reading my Lifespan Psych book (a class I have to take and therefore was determined to hate but find I am actually not hating quite as much ad I'd hoped) and they had a special section on Imaginary Friends. To wit, "The prevalence of imaginary companions may be greater than one might have guessed. Although not all children who have imaginary companions will disclose this information to adults, some studies have shown that as many as 65% of young children have imaginary companions, and some children have more than one. (Singer & Singer, 1990)" (Development Through Life: A Psychosocial Approach, Newman & Newman, p. 206) Blah, blah, blah. I thought it was interesting that as many as 65% of children may have had imaginary friends. My sister and I had a whole stable of them called Little People that were miniature versions of people we knew, people in movies and so forth. We used to sit and invent all sorts of stories of what they did and what happened to them and so forth. Many of them were based on the first Star Wars movie (Little Lukey and Little Leia were prominent players). So how about you? Did you have any imaginary friends you're willing to fess up to? Who were they and what were they like?

Someone who like poetry better than I do needs to write the words to something I was thinking about this morning (no, I'm really not sure why): It's the Most Blunderbuss Time of the Year

Now, if you want Becky to attend this event, she needs a dress. If it gets warm enough by then, I'll apply all the skin to her, but without a dress, she's nekkid. (And since it won't be seen, I'm not doing her midsection, so she'll look exceptionally weird.) Also, if you don't mind, might you sew appropriate padding into the chest? It will be easier for you to do that than for me to sculpt the unseen, er, padding myself. We do want to differentiate her from Bucky, after all. (I think. ) If you do do that please don't make her DD or anything absurd. She's a modest dead woman.

Something to keep in mind when auctioning off a large wodge of stuff in one box. Most people are paying cash for this stuff (in fact, I don't see how you could feasibly do it any other way) and thus if something is too complex, it may not fetch a very high price. Only bidders with a bid wad of cash will be able to bid on them. I suspect you will fetch more money by auctioning things off piece by piece. The letter idea is kinda' interesting - I suspect it will either be really cool and get a lot of interest or fail spectacularly. The idea of letters to one particular sailor (who now needs a name - you can't write to "Dear Sailor" ) containing slices of life and news from home would be really neat - although it you want to do it right, you need to put some research into it. (In fact, posting such letters in the Literature forum might allow everyone to learn about period events and news. Letters from the past are often full of notes about what people were doing and how different community members were getting on, who died, who had a baby and so forth. See there was no internet or national news media in those days...of course, not a lot of sailors could read or write either. )

Anyone know which re-enacting group Crudbeard is with?