Belay that previous griping about the lack of news; don’t know how I forgot to overlook the fact that Captain Morgan is in the house again. He’s a character from a popular brand of liquor, and he’s running for President! That never gets old. He’s just as tall and cheerful as he was the day before, when he was striding around the Pepsidrome telling people he would invite them to the Playboy Mansion. That went over like a lead copy of “Our Bodies, Our Selves.”

There’s something odd about a seven-foot-tall pirate shouting DRINK RESPONSIBLY! at the top of his lungs. The idea of drinking with an eye towards one’s social and personal obligations seems at odds with the pirate’s credo, unofficial as it might be. One becomes a pirate to cast off the rusty shackles of conformity. A true Captain Morgan would be stalking around the joint shouting PARTY UNTIL YOU RUN YOUR BEST FRIEND THROUGH WITH A CUTLASS OVER THE FAVORS OF A SERVING WENCH or something equally unwise.  

Photos later.  

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