CaptainCiaran

Mozart

(Ciaran sits himself down in a chair, pulls the churn between his legs and begins to turn the crank, adding ice and salt as he goes.) I've not done this since I was a teenager and that be a long time ago.

Bela Lugosi

(removes ice from eyeball) I can turn the crank or be it electric?

(Ciaran leaps up from the bar, knockin' over his stool) Mercenary! I love ye! Let's make ice cream and have a mid-week Ice Cream Party! (Ciaran starts dancing around)

LOL -- Arrr! Mad Jack, that be a good follow-up! Mother-in-Law

(Ciaran strolls in on a hotter than hell kinda day, sweating, cursing at the heat and humidity in North Carolina) William, O William. Doth thou have any ice cream in the Tsunami Kate? Me kingdom for a bowl of mint chocolate chip, good Sir.

bound and gagged

Book of Secrets

(Ciaran strolls in and nods hello to his pyrate friends. Notices Jack asleep under a Jolly Roger and Christine looking more statuesque than normal) Christine, me love. Be most careful that yer back problem is not somethin else like pneumonia (ie chills, fever, and back ache all around chest, too). It be one thing to have hurt yer back, but another that it be an infection or such. Not at all tryin' to alarm ye, just interested in yer health and well bein'. Take good care, love! (greets William) Arr, me good Sir, could ye whip up a batch of beignets and coffee...like they do down at Cafe DuMonde in N'awlins?

(for some strange reason the last posting made me think of) carnal knowledge

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garb

Happy St. Erasmus day to ye all. Hmmm, what to order to celebrate? How's about some white lightning?

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desire

dogs

sinking

The Red Baron

Thursday

(pours Hetha a nice glass of la vin rouge) Please, join me, m'Lady. Aarr, Captain Morgan. Captain Diego. The food be splendid tonight.

"Bad Girls"

(Ciaran turns green with envy) Oh, to sail on the Bluenose II ! I have seen her in Lunenburg and Halifax. What a sleek, beautiful ship she be. Would love to sail on her one day. I went to a delightful celidh in Mabou (Cape Breton). Saw the great Maybelle McQueen playing the piano. Mabou is also where the Rankins are from. Port Hawkesbury has celidhs on a regular basis as does the Celtic College at St. Ann's. Have a splendid time, Captain Goodwench, and please let me know everything about yer trip once yer back. Bon voyage!

Arr! Spaghetti and meatballs will do jes fine tonight, William, along with a nice glass of red wine. Merci, monsieur. (Ciaran raises his glass) Sante! Christine!

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