Back? Maybe...

The pirate has set sail to the north and settled in the south, go figure.

New location, new job, new everything pretty much.

While I may be landlocked never fear me hearties, the new state has a history of pirates so old Billy just may survive here.

4 and a half months, puhleeze.

More like nearly two damn years. To those that still stop by, WTF? Yeah, I tend to go by your places too just to see who's still around. Some are, most aren't. The last two years have bit, big time.

I'm starting a new one of these, it's located down the road a bit at it's own url. I'm gonna start writing again cuz things were good then. If you still stop by and want to read the trials and tribulations of the boy behind the man behind the pirate drop me a line and I'll send the address your way.

All the best to all my old friends, I may be gone but you're not forgotten.

Billy

It hasn't been 4 1/2 months YET

But it's getting damned close. Seems that I am just throwing up quarterly posts now. Do I suck or what?

Hey to all in the blogosphere, old friends and new. Yea, just fucking busy, but now I wonder busy doing what. Things have slowed down, tremendously, and it's tough keeping things rolling but never say die right?

Just wanted to say Hey I'm still alive. Hope that can be said for all my old friends. Family is good, as good as they can be anyway. Business is surviving, slow, but surviving. Watching people move out of the office park every month, we're about half full now. Economy sucks but I'm sure y'all know that.

Too stubborn to close this place, I like it, and what it meant to me. Thinking maybe I can take my 2:30 mental slowdown time to do an update here occasionally. Every day about 2 or so I want to go to sleep and productivity dies, not sure what's up with that, just trying to get around it.

Y'all be good, I'll be back.

Pirate out.

Wait, forgot what Thursday's are. Here's an HNT for ya. Is that still going on? I've been gone so long...

damn, 4 1/2 months huh?

Been awhile, damn long while.

Big HEY THERE to those die hards who still wander the halls here seeking some sign of life, nice to be missed. I been wishin for the simpler days. Days when that half hour or hour was available for a FreeBooby Tuesday, FUCKyou Friday or Half Nekkid posts.

The Pirate's extra special good friend Green Eyes ventured down from Tennesssee for a visit. She was hanging on the beach with her family, trying to remember why she moved to the north land. We had drinks, of course, and chatted and made fun of the strange people dancing. Thanks for visiting girl. Someday there'll be time off that will allow a motorcycle tour through TN.

Even though all I ever do is work there have been some fun things goin on. Went to Anna Maria a few weekends ago, drank rum on the beach. Went to Lauderdale in April for my cousin's wedding, helluva weekend on the beach with golf too. Saw "Some Like it Hot" at the Tampa Theater one Sunday, Casablanca is this Sunday. Good time, black and white classics on the big screen and it's not your typical theater, it's an old classic too.

Here's hoping the whole crew is doing well, and I'll try to not make it 4 1/2 months till I do this again.

Bonus time - HHNT people.

damn ain't that scary.

Pirate out.

The crew has spoken (and they want an update)

Alright, alright. Here ya go, a new post.

What a long strange trip it's been. Lemme see, what's happened since the last post? A lot.

Worked every day for a month or so, 10 or 12 sometimes 14 hours a day. Regular job during the day, renovation of the new space at night. Forgot what the family looked like. :( That's over now, we finally moved in last Saturday and are getting used to the new corporate offices. lol

During all that we started a new business, yeah, another one. Lawn service, don't ask, just kinda happened. Iffin you're in the pirate's locale and need your yard to look primo drop me a line.

Got Sweetpea another car. 1988 Chevy Celebrity, a real grandma car, the only thing this car is missing is the red carnation twist tied to the antenna. She wasn't very happy about it but it cost what I was willing to spend. So far, no damage. Keep your fingers crossed. And she's getting used to it now, think she figured out she was just damned lucky that I even considered getting her another set of wheels - either that or her Mother told her she was damned lucky that I even considered getting her another set of wheels. :)

It was concert season at the Strawberry festival in Plant City- usually give this a big write up and review but the time didn't exist. We had tickets for 4 shows, only saw 3. Miranda Lambert, this girl kicked ass, loved the show. Alan Jackson, that boy was either drunk or had been drinking heavily earlier in the day. Slurred his words, forgot what he was saying and really just stood there and played - disappointed in him I was. Sugarland! Hell yeah. That was a great show, they can entertain. Just hearing Jennifer Nettles voice gives me wood, love that southern drawl. Had tickets for Jason Aldean but missed the show - that's a post in itself.

Now for the sad news. We lost our beagle, BJ, last Saturday; no, we didn't misplace him, old age finally got him. He'd lost prolly 15 of his 30 pounds in less than 2 weeks and was really having a lot of trouble just getting around. Actually fell in the pool one day, pool's been there 5 years and he'd never fallen in. Lucky the wife heard the splash and was able to get him out. Babygirl is just torn up about it - he was the wife's dog and my baby but he was her best friend.

He was in poor condition on Friday and worse Saturday morning so we decided it was time - not an easy thing to do. Babygirl went with me to the vet and we both held onto him as they gave him the shot. Lots of tears. We took him home and buried him under an oak tree with a view of the park. Rest in Peace little buddy.

Okay, I'm sure I forgot lots of stuff and this probably wasn't very entertaining but hell, it's what I got today. That and the batteries in my keyboard are dying and aggravating the hell out of me.

Hope y'all are well.

Side notes:
Just Some Dude - Have you heard from MG at all?
April - Happy Now?
Maureen - I liked the HNT from yesterday, kinda cool.
Donna - Sorry I missed your birthday - then again I don't know when it is... and thanks for checking on me.
GE - still coming down at the end of the month?

and now for something completely different

These weren't supposed to be an HNT, I found and scanned the pics on Sunday. Fully meant to post this earlier in the week but the time just slips away don't it.

Here's a little retro blast from the past for the crew. Travel back with me if you will, the year is 1980; damn that seems like a long fucking time ago eh? In some way's it is, but in others it's yesterday. 1980 for the pirate was my senior year at THS; my alma mater, nestled comfortably somewhere along the Ohio river. Small town USA, 600 kids in the school, 125 in my senior class. One of those places where everybody knows everybody... that's a story in itself.

This story on the other hand is Senior Prom, eh, not a story really, more like a couple old pics. I found them Sunday while looking for something completely unrelated and thought them to be entertaining, maybe y'all will to. Hell, if nothing else, laugh at the clothes, I did. The crowd here are my bros from high school, best of friends for years. We had our own lunch table, a club all to ourselves, and we invented clubs so we had more opportunities to get our mugs in the yearbook.

We were the guys in the hall reciting the Rocky Horror Picture Show between classes, scenes from Saturday Night Live (the good stuff with the Not Ready for Primetime Players) and loads of Monty Python. At talent show time we performed Chicago's "Beginnings", a skit with the characters from Mash and a most excellent version of Samuri Photomat, I got to be Belushi - kimono, sword, ponytail, oh yeah.

On your left is Doug and his date Kelly, Doug did the army, some PI work and has fallen off the radar.

Below is Randy. Not sure where his date is, matter of fact I don't remember who it was. I do remember he had one though - only goes to show I haven't lost it entirely. Oh yeah, last check he was selling insurance.





On the left are Paul and Barb. Paul grew up to be a police officer.

Down here is Jim and Teresa. I have the most contact with Jim, he's an entreprenuer like myself. He's had a manufacturing company and then chased his dream of a music store.











Last but not least, yours truly and my high school sweetheart Debbie. She's a nurse now and well, y'all know I grew up to be a pirate. Looking at this I think that I really wouldn't mind having some of that hair back.

Well, there you go, Senior Prom 1980. And almost the entire cast of the Infamous Plebney Bro's, ah, those were the days.

Have a great Friday peoples. Garrr.

man, did y'all get lucky...

I said that I missed FuckYou Fridays, then came the FuckMe Friday. I came on here the other day to write about what a fucking disaster Friday was and before I knew it I was 8 paragraphs deep into a mindless, although highly entertaining, Billy rant and no where near finished; y'all didn't really need that so I'll spare the details and give ya the highlights.

Had a job at the local airforce base, install some TV mounts on the walls. No big deal right? Ya think? Told the guys they'd be searched top to bottom to get access to the base, not just them but the truck and maybe even the material boxes. I say just don't have anything questionable in the truck, if you think it may cause a problem, take it out. Now, the important part of this is I told them this 3 times the afternoon before and twice that morning. So, tell me what the fuck do you think happened.

Had to be classic right? I mean for me to writing about it and all. Well, yeah, it is. We have a saying around here for what happened, it's called "A Special Kind of Stupid". Seems that just prior to arriving at the base, like 2 blocks prior, the guy driving the truck REALIZES he has some weed in the truck. Yep, that's what I said, weed in the truck. Now never mind the fact that he shouldn't have weed in the company truck, nor anyway mind you cuz that stuff is illegal, or so I hear. He tries to hide the shit in the truck, IN THE TRUCK, the one I told him would be SEARCHED. Yep, special kind of stupid. He thinks he can hide a half ounce of weed from an air force search team. The kind with guns, and dogs, and shit. Yep, special kind of stupid.

Long story short, they never got on the base, they did get banned for life and the driver is not only waiting to hear from the states attourney's office about what charges will be filed he also lost his job. Hated to do it, he was my favorite, just couldn't justify being able to keep him after that. That in itself is amazing, I can usually justify anything, big part of being a boy.

Okay, so that was how the day started. Mid day I signed a lease on a new office/warehouse space. Little further from home but everything will be in one spot and I save a few hundred a month. Cool.

Okay, now you get to hear about how the day ended. Sweet Pea totalled another fucking car. Yes, she is alright, just shaken up, thanks for asking. Seems she tried to make a left turn and didn't see the car COMING AT HER. She got plowed, got hit dead on the passenger rear tire and spun 180 degrees. She came through surprisingly well, the car, not so much.

That's two for her, not good (here's the story on the first, it has a pic of the Tbird too). Probably gonna get our insurance cancelled. I love her and all but can I fire her too (?) she's a liability. Next car will be a five hundred dollar pos, and she's gonna have to pay for it and her own damn insurance policy too.

So, Friday kinda (read severely) sucked but I damn sure made up for it Saturday. Had people over, jello shots, beers, wine, ganja - it's different from weed, it's imported - a bonfire and guitars and blues harps and a few people who weren't afraid to sing. Damn good time, I needed that, it'd been way too long. I love chasin people out at 3 in the morning. Y'all should come over next time and hang.