Possibility of Moving
This is just to let all you folks who still like to keep up with me and my insane drivel that, well, I may be moving.
You see, it seems to me that it's only a matter of time before LJ heads down to Davey Jones' Locker. And no, I'm not talking about that fancy-shmancy version in the Pirates of the Caribbean movies... damn you Johnny Depp... it's the nasty, wet, stinking one that real pirates used to fear. And what do a proper cap'n do when the ship be goin down? That's right, we get all the plunder into the longboats, clock the nearest matey over the noggin with a belayin pin, promote him to cap'n, and let him go down with the ship while we row off with the rest of the crew for to spend our plunder on wine, wenches, and mayhap a new ship if'n we can't steal one proper.
And that's exactly what I've done. I've exported all of my old entries to a new blog I've created on wordpress.com, so they're safe, and have it on standby until needed. So the plunder be secure, and once again you can't keep a good Captain down.
Because quite a few of you like to follow me and my misadventures, you can find me easily at captainwillslog.wordpress.com operating under KG4UZJ. Why that insane jumble of letters and number? Because every form of Captain Will I could think of was bloody well taken! So I just used my ham callsign because the Federal Candy Company gave it to me and it's never taken.
Never fear, though! I'll be here until I see the rats swan-diving out of the scuppers, and will give ample notice when I depart. I'll not be abandonin all me mateys, by garr.
You see, it seems to me that it's only a matter of time before LJ heads down to Davey Jones' Locker. And no, I'm not talking about that fancy-shmancy version in the Pirates of the Caribbean movies... damn you Johnny Depp... it's the nasty, wet, stinking one that real pirates used to fear. And what do a proper cap'n do when the ship be goin down? That's right, we get all the plunder into the longboats, clock the nearest matey over the noggin with a belayin pin, promote him to cap'n, and let him go down with the ship while we row off with the rest of the crew for to spend our plunder on wine, wenches, and mayhap a new ship if'n we can't steal one proper.
And that's exactly what I've done. I've exported all of my old entries to a new blog I've created on wordpress.com, so they're safe, and have it on standby until needed. So the plunder be secure, and once again you can't keep a good Captain down.
Because quite a few of you like to follow me and my misadventures, you can find me easily at captainwillslog.wordpress.com operating under KG4UZJ. Why that insane jumble of letters and number? Because every form of Captain Will I could think of was bloody well taken! So I just used my ham callsign because the Federal Candy Company gave it to me and it's never taken.
Never fear, though! I'll be here until I see the rats swan-diving out of the scuppers, and will give ample notice when I depart. I'll not be abandonin all me mateys, by garr.