Stynky Tudor

What do you mean you're going to go meet him instead, you guys have plenty of time to spend with him later. Plus you already have one you spend time with - you only get the chance to hang out with us once a year. . . Actually in all seriousness, CONGRATULATIONS! . . . see you next year. As for myself, life has also gotten in the way. I had originally planned on spending Thanksgiving in Key West, but now it looks like I won't be there until Tuesday or Wednesday. . .

Sorry to hear that Animal - you guys will be missed. . .

On Firefox, if you by pass the pop-up like I talked about - the secondary screen should remember / populate that stuff.

That is sad - because he does make a damn good pyrate.

And that was real important - since Morgan Adams' father had so much screen time . . .

Congratulations Mister Foxe. . . but I hate you.

Well post pictures Man - I want to see!

Happy Beerthday Mistress. . . beerp

Do you guys see the Login / Sign In option now?

Can you double check that for me? Sign / Log Out Clear your browser cache ( maybe even hit reload a few times ) Then try the process again and Login on the Secondary screen If the problem persists, please do a screen capture or at least get me the error code - could be an indicator that we have a more extensive problem.

. . . as long as I don't have to give anything in return - I'm game.

LOL Actually I had the same problem with my very first shirt - it looked great for a long time. . . but then I washed it. I did a coffee / tea dye on it, but it pretty much fell apart after a few more wears.

I've had more than one drunken fool go for my sword or pistol. Some years back I had a Brazillian grab my pistol from my belt, before I knew it they were running down the walk way with it. Needless to say it wasn't loaded - my biggest concern was that it would get dropped to the ground or flung / disappear into the ocean. So between that and playing the Drunken Pyrate Game with Talderoy & Captain Daveys in New Orleans and Mission stealing stuff from me at PiP one year - I try to keep the important stuff tied down ( to my belt with a leather shoelace ) or locked away in the trunk of my car.

As some of you already know, the Pub got paid off some time ago and I own it out right. In an attempt to defer server and software costs, I've tried using Google Ads. Being more of an annoyance than the worth the of the return, I've decided to drop Google Ads altogether.

Here's a few screen captures of what I see when I go through the sign in sequence. The Primary Sign In image shows the Sign In / Login option next to the Facebook icon. The Pop Up Sign In image shows what pops up when you click the Sign In / Login text link - up near the top right hand corner of the screen, next to the Facebook icon. If you don't enter any text - leaving the text fields blank and just select the Sign In button at the bottom of the Pop Up, you should be taken to the more familiar Secondary Sign In screen. Populate the appropriate fields with your name and password and you should be good to go.

Ahoy Duchess, I actually hate the current pop-up login option as well and I'm working to remove it.Since you have the login popup blocked, what happens - what do you see when you try to login?

Hopefully that is all taken care of now - we had some corrupt files on the server.

Very cool - I'm going to have to get one.

No don't be saying that - you're making me cry! . . . I'm covering up my ears now, I can't hear you. all I can hear is that stupid bodhran, someone make it stop, make it stop!

Wow, wonderful stuff!

Wow, I'm surprised - I would expect you could easily find it locally. . . I mean Texas.

Haven't you heard, Punk is Dead

Hey, just received the green onion bottle from you - very cool! Thanks.

I've got a residence in Newnan - though I've heard of the Tybee Island event, I can't say I know much about it.

Like anyone ever talked to anyone else at those shows anyway. . . oh wait, I did. If I had seen you at the Ramones, I would have gladly talked to you. . . . well, I didn't want anyone to think I was a poser and question my authentic punk rockness.