Iron Bess

....I got me best coil 'o rope waitin' on ye, Bess....

Rope??

Rope????

You'd hoist and hold m'self in a figureheads place with ropes??

(Spoken from behind me best come hither look knowing that the fists resting on m'hips tell no mistale of my... intentions)

If'n it's not the strong arms of a Pirate lad (preferably Celt) that be my anchor ( a brief look skyward)... thankee but I think I'll not come to play.

(Ropes indeed! and m'self so easily chaffed!)

Greetings from the Left Coast of the United States of America! I hail from the Los Angeles area (Burbank, CA) and am a member of that fine Southern California crew, the Port Royal Privateers.

AHOY THERE LASS!!!

This here be your ship mate, Iron Bess!

Got nothing important or deep to say... just happy to see you!

Well, we could tie ya to the bow an' take one as the new figurehead!

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... I may try that. It seems the only with the wind in m'face do I NOT get sea sick!!

Hold that thought now lad, I may take you up on it one of these days!!

'Tis m'self and no other. The image is m'own, taken for publicity for a TV Pilot I was helping on.

I'm still on the prowl for something better.

Psssst, avast there!...

Here's a question form a lass that may know her way around bladed weaponry but is more then honest about being computer stupid!!

In my own cabin I have a very simple set up. I only have Windows 98 with nothing fancy attached. Do I need to run the patch as a precaution or should I let it be? EVERY TIME I try and do ANYTHING I lose my computer and have to call the cyber Gods at MS to help get this bucket of bilge back up!

Any advice would be most welcome.

Well now, that was right fun

And I only had one mis step.... but then I've been up since 3am. I be after having a right weary brain tonight.

I'll do better next time.

Well done lass, well done.

Now there's a good question! How did we all come to be pirates. And old sea captain on me old ship once told me, "there's pirates all over the world - but only a fee of them can wear the costume." If you're a pirate you know it. You may just not have the costume.

AAhhh.... so much to think about, huh?

In my family's humble opinion I simply had a few past lives as a scoundrel that loved the sea. Their first hint they say was that I never had any fear if the ocean. Would just crawl off the blanket and towards it before I could even walk. Cried when they took me away from it. The smells, the taste in the air, the salt sprays and the stink of low tide and the sounds of the waves. I loved it. Love it still.(shrug) Mayhaps it's where I get the touch for m'weapons into the bargan as well, they've always been like an extension of m'arm.

Well, those that have it in their souls know it soon enough.

And then... they find THIS pub!!!

It will be nautical themed but not traditional pirate. A celtic type design (for me Irish ancestors) with a couple sea creatures entwined in it. I don't care for large tattoos on females.

Grace lass,

Check out the site for Pat Fish. She is a supreme artist for Celtic knot works. There are photos galore to inspire you and you can even download a few patterns.

She's right inspiring that one!

Aye, Bess, but there's bothe mechanical, chemical, and personal things that can remove that, nowadays. Watches that regulate nerves and blood. ANd when it's really ruff, even the best of us blow lunch and move on! :) p.s. The last Lass wot ruled the Captain's heart luved swimmin, got sick sailin'. She was a seadog before long. Some things can be easily conquered.

:) And I've tried more then a few. Still, I hold out great hope!

And Red Maria is correct, if I can sip something that is carbonated with a splash of ginger in it, it settles the stomach and soothes the brow. More then once I've had something akin to it in my bottle, making it look like dark rum. (chuckle) the poor lads that wanted a swig!!

Aye, Bess. Merely an 'edcational' comment, ta help ye along the road to becomin' a wanderin' seafarer. Hell, never wanna piss off the wenches intentionally, I need 'em fer gunnery crew.....

(chuckle) and 'tis not going unappreciated lad. (lowers voice to a whisper and beckons ye to come a bit closer) And would you be after hearing the sad truth?? Since I was wee lass the rough of m'life is that I do truely get sea sick! I swim like a dolphin but set me afloat... and ten minutes later I am feeding the fish. (sigh)

I think the only reason I lasted the day of the GOlden Hinde party was because the sea's were like glass. I had fully expected to spenf the day at the rails but I held m'own.

Have a fine, soft day Capt.

RRRRRRRRRRRRRR Purty good,lass. And that'd be caprail, not 'banister'

As you say Capt... but I beg a wee mite of understanding. There were precious few that day who could have rightly called ANYTHING by it's true name!!

(I wonder what became of that redhead???? He was Celt for sure!)

I think it should be... that's the cutest thing I have ever seen!!! Hey Stynky! Something positive can come outta this ridiculous dick-waving contest of a post!

(chuckle) You call this a contest?? I've a tale for ya...(Ahem)

Back in the mid 70's a grand time was being had by cast and crew aboard the Golden Hinde which had doubled for the *Blarny Cock* in the film "Swashbuckler".

Well, the afternoon hour was late, the lads were pretty much three sheets to the wind and after some verbal sparring some braggart exclaims his size beats all! Now of course the other lads aboard, not to be outdone ya see, devise a test to prove each man's... well you know.

Now they line themselves up in a row before the railing (the shorter one in HIEGHT only, standing on a box so as to reach the railing) and lay out their personal weaponry along the banaster. The rules: no moving, no touching and no blowing on it. The only help allowed was spoken words of encouragement!! For as drunk as they were it was an effort for most just to stand there wayway.

The outcome?? Well.... it seems to me that the red head was winning but about that time a very large seagull took a roost on the rail with a roving, hungry eye and they all scattered!

Bob Anderson, an 80-year-old Englishman with impressive swashbuckling credentials -- he showed Flynn a thing or two when they

worked together on ``The Master of Ballantrae'' in 1953 -- was brought in for four weeks during shooting to lend his wisdom to the

cast and crew. Anderson's ``still very light on his feet,'' Bloom says. ``He was up there showing us how it was done.''

For all his experience, and the admiration he inspires, Anderson displays an English gentleman's sense of humility. ``We're all

standing on the shoulders of those who went before us,'' he says. ``In other words, don't take too much credit for what you're

doing, because somebody else gave it to you and you're adding your bit of talent.''

He is quick to credit his assistant sword master, Mark Ivie, who worked with stunt coordinator George Marshall Ruge and director

Gore Verbinski to choreograph the film's dozen or so sword fights.

Sorry all, I know that Mark did a great deal of work in setting up the training and fights for the film. But I have stand by my original comment.

No, I wasn't in the film but I was on the sets almost every day while they were at the studio. I watched over a months work with m'own eyes and most everything that Mark utilized came from Bob Anderson. Mark is still his assistant.

Maybe I have a soft spot for Bob but I think at this point in time Mark is *standing on Bob's shoulders* while he *carves* out his own reputation.

Well.....

Some of us already know who the biggest Pirates in Burbank are.

Now -- my question is: Does anyone understand about Capt. Jack Sparrow's "compass that doesn't point north?" So what's special about it? I'm wondering if it just points the way to Isla de Muerta. If so, how? Where'd he get it? I'm also wondering if this indicates a possible "prequel" to explain maybe how he found Isla de Muerta in the first place?

I just had a long distance shouting match with Wynn at Bruckheimer Productions... According to the lad, the compass does indeed only point the way to the Isla de Muerta. There is no explination as to why it won't point North (not on paper anyhow) but, says, he, it is being discussed in earnest for the sequel.

The truth be that m'prayer is that they lose the Monkey in the sequel.

He was more difficult then the most self effected actor I've ever delt with!!I'd never had one actor bite another before this! LOL!

You are most welcome.

DuCoeur,

The fight Master for the film was none other then Bob Anderson, fresh off of Lord of the Rings. (and m'own teacher as well some years back) Not only is he the measure by which al others are judged... but a downright kindhearted and decent human being into the bargan as well.

Jamaica Rose, Rougish navagator... (sorry lass ; )

Rumors always abound after preview showing are a rousing success! Some of the names are indeed interested, getting the final names on paper and working out filming schedules is always the hurdle but I hear they are most all VERY interested. Nina? Know her well being I am in Talent Administration. I'd say if this film does what it is expected to do another of it's ilk will not be to far off. Hope it comes faster then the sequal to *The Santa Clause*

My one prayer?? That they lose that nasty-*** little monkey!!

It's a fair wind that blows this message to you then Cap'n.

There is indeed a sequal being considered. Already a test scrip is being tosses about and casting is the larger hurdle. Who all will be willing to sign the articles for another voyage.

( chuckle) We're working on it)

A live round is it now lad??...

(chuckle) Mind your fingers dunna get burned on the fuse.

Whats in m'mind Cap'n? (chuckle) Why.. what is always on a Pirates mind!? Payday!!

Oh. Sorry. Worked for Disney too long.

My Anchor is down and I'm looking forward to a long stay in port.

Most gracious!

Thank you one and all. I'm looking forward to getting to know the keel in the haul of everyone here.

Again, I am happy to have found this port.

A Pirate so they call me...

(Shrug) I already knew that. I can tell by the seaweed in the flower boxes.

(She nods her head in defferance as she lightly taps a finger on the pommel of her sheathed rapier)

A fine Port! Let me introduce m'self. While new to these waters... I am no stranger to skullduggery. I am Iron Bess, newly charting m'way throught this wonderful site!

It's a fair wind that has brought me into your company.