May 21st, 2004


Oh joy!

Yesterday, someone tried to break into our house. When I came home, I found the bathroom window screen had been taken off, the window opened and the blinds up. From the dust on the sill, it looks like he never made it inside. Nothing seems to be missing.

Later, we discovered that some of the many single black ladies across the street scoped out a couple guys in a black car who were checking out our place. They intrepidly snooped around and found that the car had no license plate. By this time, the menfolk noticed the womenfolk and everyone left.

I talked to Abraham at the gas station, but he didn't see anything. I called the police and a couple minuscule (but fit) officers came by. I feared the response would be similar to: "Leads? Yeah sure, all just check with the boys down at the crime lab. They've got four more detectives working on the case. They got us working in shifts."

I was right, but fortunately, there was far less sarcasm involved. Now we're looking into window bars and a roof mounted gatling gun.

And now....


Here's me and my hand-picked crew of hot female pirates. Vengeance has already blooded her cutlass.

After many victorious battles, here's me with my larger crew, mincing at the rudder of my craft, the Lancet.

Here's my original aftergame notes from Arrrrr! More Pirates