Capt. Lazarus Gage

I'm having a hard time trying to find a spot to display all my ships now, but who can pass up ghost pirates and zombies?!?

Benny and Joon was an awesome movie, oh Johnny and your funny hats....

Phil Hartman

The sound of Mortal Kombat Shaolin Monks. Just got it this afternoon, that and Darkwatch, the new MK is amazing.

Just finished my dinner of Chicken Alfredo...tasty.

I had been passing in and out of consciousness ever since being hoisted aboard where ever it is that I am. I picked up bits and pieces of conversation here and there; a majority of the conversation I heard was between who I learned to be the Captain and Meg. The ship I am on is called the Watch Dog, and then Meg’s voice, “There was an explosion. I was topside when it happened, so I'm afraid I can't offer any explanation for it.” The explosion…… My mind flashes back to the event. I try and speak but my lips won’t move. The Captain leaves and I am left with whom I can only assume is the surgeon on this vessel leaning over me, she whispers to me, “It appears that you and I have become dance partners for the duration.” As she turns away I am able to speak a few words as my parched lips crack a smile, “My dear woman, I haven’t danced in ages, so I would appreciate it if you lead at first. My legs feel rather wobbly.”

Ahhh the simple pleasures in life....grape gatorade. The thirst quencher.

Gold

I hear voices, like memories but I’m sure they’re real. I can’t seem to open my eyes. Saved, the word instantly comes like a flash. Is that Meg? It sounds like Meg, but the ship…. The last thing I remember I was talking to Meg, we were on the deck of the Warrington Hart. We were talking of our respective plans for the future when…..An explosion! The powder magazine, dear lord!! Could we have actually survived? I try and speak but my lips barley move, my mouth is excruciatingly dry and all I can taste is salt. I hear other voices, men’s voices, I feel myself being lifted, and searing pain slices through my hands and face. As I am laid back down my eyes open slightly and the sun breaks the darkness, I see several shapes but cannot make anyone out. After several moments I can make out one of the shapes leaning over me, it’s Meg. She puts something to my lips, it’s cool and sour, but anything is better than salt water. I try again and find the words come easier now. “Meg, we’re alive”. I remove one of my hands clutching the small chest in my lap and try to sit myself up, but I am too week and fall back down. I lay there as we swiftly move off into the distance.

Toby

OOOHHH, chinese food. The last thing I ate was at 11pm last night and it was a Wendy's Monterey Ranch Chicken sandwich

Like I need a shower....

The hum of my refrigerator.

I'm going country this weekend food wise. Soup beans with ham, fried potatoes, and corn bread

It's the best form of flattery.

Campbells Vegetable Soup

Oyster Crackers :)

Nothing better than a juicy Gyro with plenty of cucumber sauce!

Watching Mysteries of the Deep, Kings and Pyrates.

OOOOH....FETA!!!

War Party

Campfire

I like to lean more towards the historical, I like my clothes to be plain and have the "lived in" feel, but if I come across something that's not EXACTLY period that I like I'm going to wear it, and damn everyone else. After all......I am a pirate!!!!

Robin Williams

Watching my dogs (a boston terrier and a chihuahua) play with a giant stuffed fish. Aye, loosing a dog is hard, I deal with people dying better than I do with animals dying, mainly because I like dogs more than people.....