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Thursday, September 16th 2004

7:06 PM

Start Spreading the NEWS! IT'S TIME FOR ANOTHER

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Random Quote: We'll abandon our cars for a shipfull of ARRRs -- Tom Smith

Yes, just in time for talk like a pirate day we are holding another contest! Hey, it's been a couple of weeks . . . and this up-and-coming-contest is a grand way to celebrate this up-and-coming-holiday.

For I dream of the skull and the crossbones,
I dream of the great day to come,
When I dump the mundane for the Old Spanish Main
And trade my computer for rum! ARRR!

[from the song "Talk Like Pirate Day" by Tom Smith]

Arrr! And the booty? Why booties, of course! or a woven bag, or a hat, or a scarf. Go down a couple of entries and you'll see what's there for you. (And a book. If you want it.)

EVEN BETTER! Winners get the fabulous, coveted Shylah's winner button to proudly display where ever he or she wishes!

Here's what you do. Answer this post with YOUR entry. FIFTY FIVE WORDS OR LESS. If you're looking for a subject, what or who better than a pirate?

However like the best of those rugged seafarers, you are not bound by rules. You can wander from the topic this time out. We like stories that have a beginning middle and end, but we look at them all. Want to see some fine examples? There are a few on this blog and even more in the archives of this blog. Read them -- laugh, weep, clap your hands at the talent displayed there. Then write a better one.

Have your entry in by SEPTEMBER 20 OR WHEN I BROWBEAT OUR JUDGE TO LOOK AT THE ENTRIES, whichever comes first. I'll keep you informed.

So far, Jennifer Crusie has ignored my pleas to be judge (she hasn't said no -- actually she hasn't said a thing. She doesn't answer my emails.) so we're still using the Magnificent Linda Who is Certainly Second To No One, unless Jenny Crusie comes through. We'll buy Linda a big box of chocolates as a consolation prize if that happens.

61 People Say.

Posted by Grandpa Chuck:

Out In The Fog

I sat in my boat hearing the lighthouse horn. It sounded so close but I still shook with fright. I wondered if I would ever again another morning’s light.

Then a voice from darkness came, "Ahoy there!" I now shook with joy knowing I was saved.

Friday, September 17th 2004 @ 8:15 AM

Posted by cheryl b.:

ADRIFT
Tossing his useless compass into the sea he cursed at the heavens that had always guided him before. The stars that shown there were of no use to his sightless eyes, a gift from his former first mate. He used his last shot on himself, with no way of knowing that land was in site.
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I still haven't gotten my prize from the last contest, not to be a crybaby.

Friday, September 17th 2004 @ 8:49 AM

Posted by phoebegal:

this is not fair!!! how many times must i humiliate myself in public????? i bought warm wooley winter sox at Walmart on my beach weekend.......pirates....still 55 words......nooooooo... i won't be swayed...... but maybe i'll think about it...3 days to think about it.....hummmmm

Friday, September 17th 2004 @ 10:02 AM

Posted by Sylvia:

STOLEN
Sebastian, Lord Merrick, had captured a bride in his most recent act of piracy.

“Who claims you?” he asked.

She flushed. “I’m recently married by proxy.”

A shame she wasn’t his, she was ravishing. “To whom?”

“Lord Merrick.”

He stilled. Bloody hell. “Proxy?”

“H-his father arranged it,” she stammered.

She was his wife.

He grinned.

Friday, September 17th 2004 @ 10:25 AM

Posted by Robin's Mom:

There's a little pirate, who lives by his own rules. He is handsome, strong, and silent. He's a mystery, a pirate of hearts. If he appears, cover yours or it will be his. He will steal your heart, but in return, he will give you his. He has stolen many so BEWARE THE LITTLE PIRATE!

Friday, September 17th 2004 @ 11:56 PM

Posted by Carrie:

“Arrgh, what do ye mean, yer out of ale?” Blake pounded his fist on the bar.

“Aw cut the crap, Smith. You are at the freaking bowling alley. I told you the tap’s busted. If you want a bottle, let me know.”

“But it’s talk like a pirate day. Work with me here Adam.”

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 12:15 AM

Posted by Theresa Serrano:

The sun had barely rose from its sea-bed. A trace of light caressed the mast. Captain Kate Adams steered her ship of wenches toward Spain to kidnap male servents. She smiled in anticipation of the smooth chested boys, whom she would initiate into manhood.
She laughed heartily when she spotted land in the distance, adjusted her bra-patch, and rang the bell. Time for the first all women pirate ship to pillage & plunder.
:)

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 12:20 AM

Posted by Kara Lennox:

Jenny opened her door and was met by the point of a cutlass inches from her nose.
"Ahoy, matey, I'll be wanting some booty or I'll shiver your timbers!"
What was a four-foot pirate doing in Hardy, Oklahoma? In 2004? As two more buccaneers approached, she remembered the date, and grinned.
"Trick or treat!"

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 12:35 AM

Posted by Liz:

A Pirate's Life From A-Z

Ahab the Arab,
Bent on booty;
Cordially called,
Damsels to duty.
Evening embarkings
Frequently found;
Gentlewomen gesturing as
Harlotry hounds.
Islanders insane with
Jealousy jousted;
Keeping the keel
Limp and lopsided.
Mellifluous madams
Navigated naughtily;
Onto other openly
Passive ports.
Quickly
Returning
Social
Temperance,
Urbanologists urged
Vasectomies.
Willies were
X-ed or
Yanked on
Zee spot!

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 12:44 AM

Posted by ~* Lesli *~:

hm. in the middle of reading your post I saw the word 'pirate' and immediately began to daydream about captain jack. damn that man and his questionable sexual preferences and heavy black eyeliner. he makes me swoon.

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 1:50 AM

Posted by Genuine:

DANGLE

Bathed in the salt air, he could hear the gulls surrounding the ship. Closing his eyes he could hear the waves gently lapping against the hull as he floated on air. Thinking life as a pirate was rewarding. His punishment began as the rope became taut, snapping his neck as he danced the hempen jig.

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 2:36 AM

Posted by lisa:

ahoy mate,Har she blows,and thar she goes.

So close but yet so far,I am the best whale harpooner i tell ya i ar.

The rain begins to fall,Captain 1 leg looks up in the sky,oh no.. it seems a though a seagull has pooped in the pirates uncover eye!

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 8:27 AM

Posted by Rook Giles:

"The Rum?"

"Aye, aye sir." he said as lifted the cup of cold coffee from the counter top, and proceeded to spill it in his lap. I didn't want to know then how his evening had been. But it did explain why Mom was singing at the top of her lungs about the edmund fitzgerald.

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 8:30 AM

Posted by Kalita Kasar:

"Arrgh, died of a broken 'eart 'e did." Scurvy Joe muttered, staring into the half empty tankard. "Left the mate an' me to steer the ship 'ome." He lifted the his one remaining eye to meet the tearful gaze of the beautiful lass opposite at the inn table.

"Ye came back too late, me lass...an' sorry I am for the tellin' of't."

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 12:00 PM

Posted by Anna:

Dread Pirate Roberts
One man and more
As one, rapacious
Each of them swore
His name to be hidden
His history lost
His love forbidden
At infamy's cost
Sailing for decades
Cutting the sea
Gutting the hearts
That begged at his knee
Dread Pirate Roberts
Gathering souls
His own, a necklace
Of festering holes.

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 1:23 PM

Posted by phoebegal:

it's hell being a pirate

"hi ho and fiddley dee....it's the pirates life for me"....the song floated out over the water. Captain Jack sat polishing up his sword. it was so bright you could see his reflection in it. suddenly another sound found it's way to his ears....."jack....get off that raft and come here to dinner"

Saturday, September 18th 2004 @ 10:20 PM

Posted by elswhere:

On reading “Master and Commander:” A Re-creation of the Landlubber's Experience
(With apologies to Patrick O’Brian)

Jack floogled the quartrain, but too late: the jimjem had graped. Jack wiped his brow. “Confound it!” he swore softly, then cried aloud, “All scrings to the hipso’hopso’whistle! And no fromping about the quiglard!” For a brief while, all was gummish. At last, the ship righted herself, and Jack knew he would greel another leng.

Sunday, September 19th 2004 @ 2:20 AM

Posted by coffeenogrumpy:

my enrtry:
~~booty~~
when i think about booty
booty to some is treasure for a pirate
gold and gems hidden
you need a map
but me
when i think about booty
i think about booty
it's snuggly and dirty
i'm getting some love
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
booty, booty can also mean bum

Sunday, September 19th 2004 @ 3:10 AM

Posted by Hula Doula:

Pirate Master

Could he have chosen a different life?
In a rare reflective moment the pirate sat on the sand and looked out. The ocean called to him as always. Its deep waters held his watery dreams captive. Driven by a greater force. Greed.
Gathering his thoughts, he boarded his ship to steal another day.

Sunday, September 19th 2004 @ 5:23 AM

Posted by Will:

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"Arrrr, do ye want this CD full of software for only 10 dubloons?

How about major label music then?"

Sunday, September 19th 2004 @ 5:13 PM

Posted by Krathi:

Wind whistled through the sheets tugging the small shipp to and fro. The firstmate leanedo over the rail relieving himself of the extra rum he's guzzled. From below came a sharp crack as the captain discharged his weapon. "Oh!" moaned the young strumpet and slapped him on the jaw again!

Sunday, September 19th 2004 @ 8:29 PM

Posted by debbie8381:

a true treasure chest

as they clamored over the side of the vessel they were lugging only one truck. their pillaging had been cut short by superior fire power.their main mast was vunerable to destruction with the continuing volleys of their foes cannons. "let me see what ya got there matey". the lid throw wide...."it's bosnian sox"

Monday, September 20th 2004 @ 2:52 AM

Posted by Dreamy:

Pirate's Love

Had it been so long ago? His thoughts returned to that day, instinctively fingering the patch that covered his right eye.

The wench who caused the ruckus was gone, married to a lubber who cared naught for the sea.

Something stronger called to him, chasing the memory away.

The ocean ... his true love ... his maiden.

Monday, September 20th 2004 @ 6:47 AM

Posted by Rob Preece:

Hi Kate--
I left Amazon and BN codes on my Blog after your comment. Thanks. Rob Preece
http://booksforabuck.bravejournal.com;)

Monday, September 20th 2004 @ 10:01 AM

Posted by Hula Doula:

OOOHHH these are so good!!!

Monday, September 20th 2004 @ 10:26 AM

Posted by Angelkind:

A date with Davy Jones' Locker

“Shiver me timbers. A stow away aboard the Red Devil?”

High Handed Jill placed the pistol at his back.

“Thought you’d be keelhauled for sure but you are to walk the plank.”

She pushed the prisoner forward.

“Give Davy my regards,” She said before pulling the trigger and smiled upon hearing the splash below.

Monday, September 20th 2004 @ 11:32 AM

Posted by cheryl b.:

The sky burned red as the sun rose that morning, trouble on it's way. The storm overtook us by noon. Our ship was no match for that bitch, mother nature, and all were lost. As I sank to my grave my thoughts were of you, and of the baby growing in your womb.

Monday, September 20th 2004 @ 1:19 PM

Posted by Eric B.:

Freindly Dinner
“Ya don't eat yer friends”, I yelled. But he wasn't havin' any o' that.
Dead is dead and meat is meat, his thinkin', not sophisticated, but practical.
So I watched as he ate her, not caring to join the feast.
That dog loved to play with the chicken, when she was still walkin' around.

Monday, September 20th 2004 @ 10:04 PM

Posted by Hula Doula:

Dueling Duet
"No, no. Say something that has to do with walking the plank!"
"Oh, OK! You stole my loot. You must walk the plank!"
"Now you beg me to save you."
"Please don't make me walk the plank.
"ARRRGGHH, NO MERCY!! NOW WALK!"
Ker splash
"That was fun! Can I be the pirate this time?"

Tuesday, September 21st 2004 @ 5:22 AM

Posted by Genuine:

Shipwrecked!

To port, the open and beautiful sea, to starboard the rocks of the island grew near. The mainsail was gone, and they could no longer steer toward their destiny. They must choose their fate. The call was to abandon ship, but he refused. He looked toward her as the judge’s gavel rang out, “divorce decreed”.

Tuesday, September 21st 2004 @ 6:37 AM

Posted by bonnie:

Plunder Me Heart!

"Walk the plank you luscious las...Now!" She was afraid, but aroused, simultaneously. His deep-voiced command made her heart throb uncontrollably. Finally she spoke softly, "Your jet black curls tied in the bandana, that tight, striped shirt on your muscular chest, silk knickers and gold earrings-you make a great pirate, Hon! Happy Halloween!"

Tuesday, September 21st 2004 @ 6:44 AM

Posted by tiger:

While rubbin' me behind on t' stool for a cozy itch, "Avast!" was shouted towards me. I turned as a rope cracked near me thigh. No time t' think about grog t' warm a starvin' belly, I grabbed t' pole and scuttled up me perch high on cloud choked skies with dreams of me lass dancing by.

Tuesday, September 21st 2004 @ 4:49 PM

Posted by cheryl b.:

Help! Captain Feathersword is after me booty. I was just trying to indulge my tickle fetish, but now he wants me to blow him down and wag his dog! Where's Steve Irwin when you need him? Oh, he only hunts crocodiles and not 40 year old men who dress up as pirates? Damn.
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Those crazy Australians! What are we going to do with them.:P

Wednesday, September 22nd 2004 @ 6:08 AM

Posted by D.Mahan:

"Tie the line back", he shouted across the bow, the wind tilted the boat and he held on to the side. The wind was blowing well that day, and Jack was feeling impatient with his crew, as well as his parrot. It dug it's claws into his shoulder and muttered curse words softly in his ear. Jack affectionately scratched it and muttered "#$%!, $$#$ parrots".

Saturday, September 25th 2004 @ 1:02 AM

Posted by bela kiss:

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7:06 PM

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