While interest in piracy has skyrocketed in the last five years, the traditional pirate challenge game “Salt Slug Foot” was nearly lost to history until marine archaeologists working at the Walter Elias Marine Conservatory in Beaufort, South Carolina, raised the remains of what is believed to be the dreaded pirate ship “Farquand’s Glory” and rediscovered… Continue reading Exciting Discovery of “Olde” Pirate Game

Sailing between the stars is lonely work. Between me cognitively-challenged crew and my uncommunicative poo, rare is the opportunity to have meaningful conversation with living, thinking, bilaterally symmetrical bipedal beings who aren’t trying to do you, or do you in. This is why often listen to wireless chat programmes beamed into space from different planets… Continue reading Letter to a Wireless Chat Programme

Are you bored with life? Do your friends have all the fun? Are you feeling “left out” of all o’ them awesome standoffs with the Navies of your own homeworld? Well Jim m’lad, shake off them blues and sign up for Captain Drew’s new seminar series “Hijacking Ships and Taking Hostages for Fun and Profit”,… Continue reading PiratePalooza Offers New Classes

I know, I know, I should be pouring all of me energy into the preparation for this year’s PiratePalooza™ on Septembarrrrr the 20th, but I had some Peppoid Caffeine Steaks at dinner and simply cannot nod off. Instead, I’ve been pacing the cabin of me ship (spaceship, remember I be a space pirate) and I… Continue reading Smell Like a Pirate Day

As a right amount of furious clamor from prior postings have determined: most of you Earth lubbers seem well abashed of the art of Captain Drew’s pirate planet, namely Poop Poetry. As such, I shall be hiding the bulk of my latest treasure beneath the cut. So, if you be not sure that you’ve an… Continue reading The Little Brown What Would Not Flush

Many of me reader believe your old pal Captain Drew to be only concerned with technical innovations (like the rPhone™) or flirting with biologically accommodating lassies (like, um… what’s your number?). But I submit this to you: Only a few moments ago, I completed a little pooem what might entice those budding minstrels amongst you… Continue reading Ode to a Three Taco Combo (Upon a Most Blustery Day)