It be my pleasure to announce to ye brave souls that the third issue of Fantastique Unfettered be available at many fine, fine outlets. It be deserving if a bit of your hard earned or plundered coin, seeing as it be filled with stories of the fabulous, poems of surpassing beauty, interviews with people that be pleasing to pirates, and a wee little ( Read more... )

(still catching up on all the posts I have to write...)

And in other entertainment news…

I finally got around to seeing the latest installment of the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise, and I have this to say:

Blah.

( Cut for spoilers, but alas, no real snark thanks to the technical difficulties of forgetting my notebook. )

Edit: Er, let's try that again, since apparently neither the post nor the video managed to get posted:

Video:

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Or if that doesn't work, this.

As I attempted to say earlier, my mother will not get this; certain people with memories of Christmas Eve 2004 (WHICH WAS NOT MY FAULT!) will shudder; but as far as the rest of you go...enjoy.

YAY! WE FINALLY REACHED THE PIRATES in the ongoing Oz blogging ( Read more... )

1. If you continually text cardinalximenez at a number that a) is his home phone, not his cell, and more critically b) is actually missing the final number, meaning that you are texting to a nine digit instead of a ten digit number, he will cruelly and terribly ignore every single one of your texts ( Read more... )

'Tis both Rosh Hashanah and Talk Like A Pirate Day! Ahoy vey! Shiver up ye timbers and celebrate this fine holiday. With a bit of rum, if ye be so inclined.

* Finally meander off to National Portrait Gallery, getting interrupted along the way by a vicious Starbucks kidnapping. This version of Orange Crème is coffee, not iced, but with a nice vanilla/orange tang to it. Wonder exactly what Starbucks is up to.

* See person who strongly resembles physical description of hummingwolf pass me at a rush. Later, find ( Read more... )

Pirates of the Caribbean: Johnny Depp, an undead monkey, three invertebrate jokes, Bill Nighy's tentacle laced acting, and a really strong chocolate martini. What's not to love?

(and contrary to what you might be hearing from coldecho and a couple of people online at the present moment, I am not at all slightly drunk. Really. This is because I am rather ( Read more... )

-- One word love; curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it's like. One day you won't be able to resist. Random swashbuckling dude: We're sinking! What should we do ( Read more... )

I realize, of course, that in making this announcement I am placing not only myself, but all of my readers -- well, at least all of my American readers -- in grave, perhaps deadly danger. I realize, of course, that this is the sort of news that should almost certainly not be shared with the world; that this is the sort of deadly secret that causes ( Read more... )