tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15683253232342559922024-03-13T23:51:21.160-07:00My Pirate LifeWhen life gets me down, I imagine that I be a pirate on the seas...Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-72079868636777475562020-03-22T22:53:00.001-07:002020-03-22T22:53:22.292-07:00Why i like "Scott Pilgrim vs The World" better than "Stargirl."In the past year I have watched two movies with a similar story that if boiled down to their basic concept are quite similar. These two movies are "Scott Pilgrim vs The World", and "Stargirl".<br />
The boiled down plot line is "A boy who is afraid to be true to himself meets a girl who is, and it changes him." There are other movies that follow this story line, and there are also others where the role is swapped and it is the girl who meets the guy. But the basic story is the same. Someone is living a drab, normal life, and they have a brief encounter with someone who has decided to make the most out of life who inspires person number one to do better and believe in them self, and then person number 2 disappears.<br />
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With movies like this, we, as the audience, usually feel like we relate to person number 1. We wonder if we are living to our full potential. We wonder if anyone really sees us for who we are. We worry about what society, our friends, and our family would think of us if we ever let our true self shine for a moment. And, we envy and worry about individuals who we believe are letting their true self shine through because most of us see society as a something similar to pack of hyenas that are waiting to kill, eat, and laugh at anything that isn't also a hyena. Because of this, we also might feel like maybe we have suppressed our true self over the years, and conformed to the norm so that we weren't one of the ones that got eaten. Maybe we became a hyena, or perhaps learned how to camouflage and pass through life avoiding detection. Whatever the case, person one feels like they are not being true to their own self and isn't sure what to do.<br />
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I think most everyone can relate to person one, but I am not so sure that everyone can relate to person two. You see, person two is different. They haven't conformed. They haven't changed so that they could be accepted. They are just simply who they are, and don't worry too much about it. Most little children are like this. There is a difference, however, in being true to oneself, and acting outside the norm for attention. It isn't always easy to see, one way to tell is how they go about doing things. A person who is genuinely doing things to be true to their self will be quiet about it. They won't seek attention for their actions because they aren't doing what they do for attention, and they are being how they are for it either. They are simply doing what they feel is right, and they are comfortable with who they are. They don't need other's approval to validate their self belief.<br />
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Deep down, we all want to be like person number two. That is why we, like Scott Pilgrim (from Scott Pilgrim vs The World) and Leo (from Stargirl) find these modest, genuine, and "different" people so intriguing, and ultimately alluring. We find them, and interaction with them to be precious, and like everything else we find precious we want to keep it safe. In the movies and stories this desire usually results in person one making various attempts to convince person two to tone it down, to hide their light, or conform in some way. Naturally, this is not what person two wants to hear because they are trying the whole time to help person one to come out of their shell and be true to their self. The result of these attempts usually causes person number one to lose person number two, and that results in them learning to appreciate person number two on a deeper level, which then causes them to make the decision to be true their own self.<br />
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It is here, where as a viewer, we wait for them to meet again so we can see what happens between them now that person one has come out of their shell and is letting their own light shine. When they do meet, it is usually a very brief meeting. A last cementing and acknowledgement of person one's growth, and then, at the height of accomplishment, person two disappears. Sometimes they move, other times they die, but however it is that they do it, they disappear without a trace or trail, and person one can no longer find them. The story usually ends with them never seeing each other again, or only catching glimpses that are few and far in between of the special individual who touched their life. There is usually a monologue about how person one and everyone like to reminisce about person two, but how at the same time, because person two was so wonderful, no one is truly sure if they actually existed, and so they grow and move on with their lives and person two becomes nothing but a memory. Sometimes, they are forgotten entirely.<br />
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While watching these movies, I go between standing in the shoes of both people. I know what it is like to be a person one, and I know what it is like to be a person two. I am a person two most of the time. I know who I am, what I am capable of, what I like and dislike, and what I would like to do. But I have spent most of my life feeling like I have been overlooked. Accepted for who I am, but never acknowledged for what I could be. Admittedly, I worry quite often about what other people think of me, so I can not say that I am fully in the shoes of a number two either. However, I am to the point, where even if I am not overly comfortable with people, I am myself when I am around them. I have had many people tell me that they admire me for being able to be myself, for being genuine, honest, and loving. People find my presence calming, and many have come to me for advice because I am sincere. You could say that to many people, have been a number two type of person in their life. Which is precisely why I do not like the general ending to most of these movies because, as stated before, in most of the movies person two disappears. It is an essential thing if person one is going to grow on their own, but at the same time it is something that is horribly sad because these two people have built something. They've grown with each other. Why must that all be put aside? Why is it that person number two has to become a distant memory. If disappearing is inevitable, then why is it that person number two can't take person one with them when they disappear? Why can't they continue their story together.<br />
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This is why I like the ending of "Scott Pilgrim vs The World" better than the ending of "Stargirl", or "The Bridge to Terabithia", or the other movies and stories that I can't remember right now that end in separation. "Scott Pilgrim vs The World" still ends with person two disappearing. She moves away. However, Scott volunteers to go with her. Their adventure continues. The growth they have during the film isn't tossed aside. Person two doesn't become a distant memory because they choose to go together. I like this ending better because I feel like I am a person two. I have a wanderlust that I can't quench, and a desire to help people be true to their self that has led me to take actions that most people would never do to help someone. So far, the person ones I have helped along their path have moved on, and I have become something of a memory. Maybe me disappearing is inevitable, but I hope someday to find someone who will disappear with me. Someone like Scott, who maybe doesn't know quite who they themselves are yet, but wants to find out, and wants me to be there when they do.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-80217297607361254972020-03-02T01:03:00.001-08:002020-03-02T01:03:11.431-08:00Captain's log March 2nd, 2020Sometimes, I wonder if writing things down is worth it.<div>
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Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-57926778703931195502017-02-02T11:55:00.000-08:002017-02-02T11:55:08.718-08:00An Interesting Observation from the Old TestamentToday I was reading a number of different chapters in the book of Exodus, and I found something interesting. The priesthood of God was going to be given to the Israelites, but the only ones who showed themselves worthy of it were the children of Levi. They were given the Aaronic Priesthood.<br />Also interesting, is how Joshua, who had been away from the camp during the time of the Golden Calf, was not part of the idolatry, and therefore did not sin. Joshua is the man who was called to be the prophet after Moses was translated.<div>
What can we learn from this?<br />I think that we can learn that it is important to choose God's side. If everyone around us is sinning, we should abstain, or better yet, leave so as not to be tempted to join. We should remember that our goal is to follow God, not golden idols, or idle pleasures. God is the source of joy and light. It makes perfect sense that our lives would be dark and depressing if we turn away from Him.</div>
Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-63769439446300895672015-05-30T02:23:00.002-07:002015-05-30T02:23:37.716-07:00Thinking back<div>
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The mind is tired and wants to let go, but the heart beats faster and wants to hold on.</div>
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I want my heart back, but at the same time I don't.</div>
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Sometimes we feel like this.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-1400293229791828492015-02-17T23:20:00.001-08:002015-02-17T23:20:08.397-08:00Loneliness: The search for companionshipThis is a paper I wrote for school on how we can find our significant other. I invite you all to read it.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">There is a feeling I frequently get when walking outside on a starry night. I felt this feeling many times as a missionary walking beneath heavens with the moon and stars shining down on me, and I have since felt it here, at home, though not as often. The feeling that if I were to let go and jump toward the clouds, I would fly. I would leave the earth behind and soar toward the distant lights that twinkle up above. Sometimes the urge to leap and test this feeling, to see if I</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;"> would indeed whiz up into the air, is almost irrepressible. I don't know what would happen, if I were to give in and let go. But I know that if I were to fly, I would never come down. This is why I don't give in. I am not yet ready to remove the tether and soar to heaven. There are too many things I have to accomplish here on the ground.<br />In the meantime, don't be worried should you see me tearing down the street in a blur, or catch me leaping over furniture and bushes and rocks. I am only practicing for when the time comes to take off and make my climb to eternity.</span>Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-57636364245884197662015-01-31T02:06:00.002-08:002015-01-31T02:06:38.691-08:00trial o the heart"Captain," boatswain Hans called as he came out of the trees onto the beach. "Are ye about ready to set sail? The crew is beginning to wonder if we will ever leave this island."<br />
Hans turned a corner and stopped in his tracks. There sat his captain on the prow of one of the ship's dingies. He was slouched, with his head resting in his h ands and his eyes vacantly watching the waves. He appeared so lost and unlike the captain, that it took Hans by surprise.<br />
"Eh Captain," the boatswain said, quietly, "are you alright?"<br />
The captain slowly turned toward Hans. "Have you ever found something that made you happy and sad at the same time Mr. Hans? He asked. His soft, low voice carried easily on the ocean breeze<br />
"The ship's Stores Do that some Captain," Hans said, trying for a joke. The captain didn't even crack a grin.<br />
"I've found something that does this to me," the captain continued.<br />
"What?" Hans asked.<br />
Now the captain did grin, though the smile didn't reach his eyes. He looked up at his boatswain.<br />
"A girl. The prettiest girl I've ever laid eyes on."<br />
"Is that all sir? Just a pretty face?"<br />
"Nay man, this lass be something special. She is pretty, yes, but there is so much more. There is a potential in her for greatness that she ain't tapped yet."<br />
Hans mulled over his captain's words.<br />
The captain meanwhile was lost again as he stared off across the beach.<br />
"I take it then, Sir, that she be the reason we ain't shoved off yet?"<br />
"Aye," was the captain's short reply.<br />
"An you be a planning on staying here until when exactly?"<br />
"I can't leave until I see her again."<br />
"I'll go tell the men to relax then Captain. Being that we are going to be here awhile."<br />
'Thank you Hans."<br />
Hans left his captain then to his thoughts. The captain sighed heavily. It isn't an easy thing, to be patient....<br />
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Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-49679588550626131632015-01-05T22:24:00.001-08:002015-01-05T22:25:07.757-08:00Regrets...and how to avoid em. Gather round me mates and maids a like, fer I have somethin' to share wi't ye. What be the thing that can weigh down our souls like an anchor a keepin us from sailin' like the free spirits we be? I propose that we can be a namin' it "the regrets o' life". What causes them? And how be it that we seem to constantly find ourselves in thar grasp? In my experience, and I might add that I do have experience with these here beasties, they come from times that I give a deaf ear to things that I should be a doin'.<br />
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Things like not treat'n others kindly when we knows that we should. Things like lett'n our mouths say things that we think of better of the moment we let em loose. These things and many more be the causes of the regrets that later plague our lives. And if we aint careful, they can ruin em.<br />
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When I was a young lad I discovered a strange thing about meself. I don't like to see me friends and family suffer. It makes me sad and most often angry. I started to do someth'n that weren't all that smart. That was to lay the blame on meself for any problem that one of me loved ones was a goin' thru at that time. Me thought with this was, "If its my fault, then I can fix it." I later realized that because o' this, I became quite hard on meself when I would make mistakes. However, there were some good of this, I did become more love'n and will'n to apologize first. Still, I don't believe that that is the way to fix things. We are all to blame, in a way for the things that happen to us and our loved ones. But in the end it is the personal decision of one that chooses the end result. Sin Embargo (as they say in Spanish, meaning However) that end decision can be greatly influenced by us before it is made. Making the decision to procrastinate doin' somethin' that we feel would be for thar benifit and help until after they make thar decision is where we go wrong a lot of the time. And it is from that that we get regrets.</div>
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So how do we avoid them shipmates? Tis simple, yet tough. We must make a decision to act immediately on the good impressions that we get from that little voice, the voice o' the Holy Spirit. If something is a good and wholesome action, it can only bring good consequences in the long run. Let us not procrastinate, me hearties. Let us be better at protecting the ones we love, and lettin' them know that we love them. In this, I believe is the secret to livin' without regrets. Let the grudges, the hate, the dislike, the fear, and all them other negative emotions go. They be a hindrance and the agents o' old captain guilt and his ship "Regret".</div>
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To those who I have caused pain and sorrow by my failure to act or speak up in time, I sincerely apologize. I hope to make up for my actions, or lack of them in this the new year.</div>
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Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-77328290525851152062014-09-07T00:10:00.000-07:002014-09-07T00:10:23.820-07:00what is on my mind?Was heaven designed to be a lonesome place?<br />
Just one mansion with bedrooms to spare?<br />
I don't believe that is how it should be, but it's how<br />
I'll feel if no one is there.<br />
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Will I even make it? I don't rightly know.<br />
I sure am going to try.<br />
But you know what the hardest thing for me is?<br />
The hardest thing for me is to watch friend after<br />
Friend decide to stop moving on. There are many reasons<br />
why people stop. Restlessness, boredom, disbelief, doubts,<br />
Exhaustion, frusration, ignorance and many others.<br />
I've felt most of these too, and I know that they<br />
Are hard things to deal with.<br />
But that is why we have the church.<br />
3rd nefi states that those who were baptized were known<br />
as the church of Christ. The people, not the building<br />
are what make up the church.<br />
When we go through hard times the church is there.<br />
When we fall there are others who help us get up.<br />
So why do we walk away?<br />
Why do you leave?<br />
What more could you want than Heaven?<br />
Who could love you more than Christ and our<br />
Heavenly Father?<br />
The answer: nothing and nobody.<br />
That is why it makes me so sad to see you leave.<br />
Because I know that you wont find the peace you need<br />
Or the answers to your questions.<br />
I am sad because you are my friends and I love you.<br />
I don't like to see you wander. ..Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-23335042704199891262014-08-10T10:18:00.000-07:002014-08-10T10:19:05.935-07:00I be backAhoy thar me harties, how be the weather fer sailin' this time o' year?<br />
If truth be spoken on this here page, I have my doubts that anyone still reads or follows this here blog. But for those wayfarin' sailors, be ye pirates, vikings, or even a ninja with a small thirst fer the sea, that stumble across me adventures, I hope from the bottom of me blackened heart that ye enjoy them as I have.<br />
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And now I wou'd like to show ye all somethin' that I started to do whilst away in the lovely country of Uruguay. I call it dragon mail. I like it.<br />
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Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-29830335351562091662011-12-18T16:11:00.000-08:002011-12-18T16:11:19.956-08:00Exciting thingsAhoy there me hearties! Much has been a happening since last I was a was a writing to ye, via message in a bottle.<br />
Fer one, my elder sister has gone and gotten married. Now, i have been asked many a time this past couple months if I liked the fella', and I would just like all of ye to know that I do. He is a very fine man, and I think the both of them are lucky to have found the other.<br />
Anyways, they be a sailing on a new journey now around the seven seas. So, I be a hopin' that they can hazard the rough waters and still keep good attitudes about the weather, no matter if it be stormin' or sunnin'.<br />
This was probably one of the more exciting things that happened, and I was all ready for it, when suddenly my elder brother, who I have sailed with on many occasion, goes and tells me that he has gone and found himself a special someone also. How about that? Pretty exciting, ain't it?<br />
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Another exciting thing that will be a comin' up, is that I am going to be a going to Uruguay for an extended period of time to go tell people about the Savior and all that he has done for them. That's right, I, Captain Samuel (sometimes known as Captain Barnabas Pockets, if you have read any of my previous posts) is going on a mission. I be a leaving on March 15 and shall be gone for two years. So if you ever be wondering why this blog's posts seem a little old at times, it is because I shall not be posting for two years, or somewhere around there.<br />
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However, I shall be here a little longer, and will hopefully be able to finish the art pieces I have been working on. I have been drawing sea serpents for my aunt, and sketching mermaids, because I think mermaids and pirates make a good match. I shall be a putting the pictures on this here blog as soon as I have finished sprucing them up.<br />
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Thanks fer readin', if ye ever do,<br />
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Sincerely yours,<br />
Captain Barnabas (Samuel) PocketsCaptain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-51264745274324082932011-10-11T15:59:00.000-07:002011-10-11T15:59:55.604-07:00Here is the awesome art piece<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CQJexMsYnjg/TpTKPEkz2YI/AAAAAAAAAQE/F7NrH6D2BFk/s1600/J%2526S+Viking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="147" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CQJexMsYnjg/TpTKPEkz2YI/AAAAAAAAAQE/F7NrH6D2BFk/s320/J%2526S+Viking.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Here it is after a long wait.<br />
My little brother made the viking.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-32918824162132379472011-08-22T19:39:00.000-07:002011-08-22T19:39:02.089-07:00On the workings of something completely epicHello to all you people. That is if anyone actually takes the time to look at this.<br />
If you do then congratulations, you get a heads up before everyone else. I am working a completely epic picture.<br />
Of course it includes vikings, but this time it also has a sea serpent. So therefore it is an entirely new level of epicness.<br />
Well, see you all later.<br />
-Captain Barnabas Pockets.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-32231125924577857212011-06-22T22:00:00.000-07:002011-06-22T22:00:44.962-07:00The Pirate RuseBook Report.<br />
I just read a very interesting book. It is called, "The Pirate Ruse."<br />
There was nothing inherently bad in this book, at least that I detected.<br />
However, it was about pirates. So, it did hint some that pirates are not always the most morally inclined individuals.<br />
Did I learn anything from this book? Can you learn something from a pirate, yes it was a romance novel, I discovered that as I was reading it, book?<br />
I think yes.<br />
<br />
In this book the main character who is a girl is given two Spanish pieces of eight. One of them is new and the other one is tarnished and worn. There were quite a few lessons that they applied to these two pieces of silver.<br />
Such as, even though one is tarnished and worn, it is still worth just as much money as the one that is new.<br />
They pointed out that people are like that and that we should all treat people as if they are of equal value. Everyone is important, and everyone can be forgiven and change.<br />
It was a pretty good book. I think the author, Macia Lynn Mclure did a very good job.<br />
She managed to write a pirate book and keep it relatively clean.<br />
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The only things I would warn people about if they feel like looking into reading this book are:<br />
There is a lot of kissing in the last fourth of the book. I think she over did that a little bit. So if you feel like skimming you really aren't missing anything.<br />
And, the pirate captain is in the habit of threatening to do things that he never actually does nor does he ever intend to do.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-2942246677352138292011-05-23T17:21:00.000-07:002011-05-26T15:02:26.780-07:00Left Behind<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg5sIuqQMnE/TdvsHzfv4pI/AAAAAAAAALg/0ceqg5umQps/s1600/lost+bottle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg5sIuqQMnE/TdvsHzfv4pI/AAAAAAAAALg/0ceqg5umQps/s320/lost+bottle.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
</div>(This letter was found in a bottle somewhere in the north Atlantic ocean)<br />
Ahoy thar, this be Captain Barnabas Pockets, don't worry I am not lost or anythin' though I do feel a bit left out.<br />
You see me three younger brothers left for a few days of fun in the mountains. Me first younger brother is goin to be a helpin with the younger kids. Somethin I have always wanted to do.<br />
So now here I be, all by my loneself except me other siblings, but you know...<br />
Anyhoo, just thought I would rant for a little bit. Thanks fer readin. If you could cork the bottle and throw her back into the drink when yer finished then it would be much appreciated.<br />
Well, so long chum, see ya somewheres eventually.<br />
Sincerely yers,<br />
Captain Barnabas Pockets.<br />
P.S. it's times like this when ye realize that bein nice to people is a good thing. Because then they don't feel like they've been marooned.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-16865767256278708992011-05-19T18:41:00.000-07:002011-05-19T18:41:33.780-07:00Ahoy!Well, here we are again. Sailing home from a great raid.<br />
The only damper on our voyage is that it has been raining solid for the past week.<br />
Me, and my poor crew of mighty vikings have been bailing out our ship for the past ... forgive me, my brain is to fatigued I can not tell you at this moment how long we have been at the bailing.<br />
Well, nice to sea you all again. Join the festivities. Me, and me crew are going to take a long needed nap. G'night.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-4565421625721401552011-03-08T17:09:00.000-08:002011-03-08T17:09:50.648-08:00Igor pull the switch!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwLa9j4AS6OOzw_oAfZoSPP6gfP7Z2_CCzzRhpfRCP1zUzHFTb5colXsjBzGdEstRYDv_NuqdKGw_g0WBEJBw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-13691115001426240682011-02-24T21:05:00.001-08:002011-02-24T21:05:47.644-08:00Piece of art before your eyes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzs82Vidad17EtvYEJHPif2R9PdsXSwqlbCSz3T2YT7PAdVUoUV-Cn0i5nPpLQOS3IvBXATUoYPf5kAMEWl_A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-8028782882603766192011-02-23T17:55:00.000-08:002011-02-23T17:55:00.894-08:00Captains log february 23That's right I am sailing again for that world of the unknown. I call it the unknown, but you can just call it whatever fits your preference.<br />
As I and my motley crew set forth on yet another unwritten down adventure I thought I might let you few people who have found my boat know what I have been doing.<br />
A friend of mine got deathly ill a few weeks ago, so I wrote her a story. I am now fleeing the continent for a few months while I finish the second one. In this brilliantly composed story I took friends of mine and casted them as characters in the book. They all thought it was funny, so I started writing a sequel. Now I think it would be safest for me to run, while most of them are distracted with school and such.<br />
So, until I return to this lovely land, remember. There is plunder out there waiting for you to take it. Ideas waiting to be caught and refined and sold for lots and lots of money.<br />
Sincerely yours,<br />
Captain Harold S. Pockets.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-71283646489702391392010-11-30T17:45:00.000-08:002010-11-30T17:45:03.252-08:00The Magic Book stick animation.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyOesqDo-IvBaxA6fG4B-1oO33PuFyvEq-kCy6DIqs8uurk7KsIczv69YGs4m81ysCQ1L_nMG2RqJlZjrjgtg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>This Movie is made by me! all on my own.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-18508693918660874932010-09-30T18:35:00.000-07:002010-09-30T18:35:23.365-07:00oooooooooooooooh a post.Hm. I must be average. All the other people who's blogs I am following also have not posted in forever.<br />
If you would kindly go to the sketches and pictures page you can look at all the awesome things I have been working on.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-90900304765083107872010-07-19T12:39:00.000-07:002010-07-19T12:39:47.458-07:00Sigurd and Fafnir<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzrAvhAsLICQ11eGg4fF69u7tj7T5tEf1Uwi3x7vREeRaVxqCCatbS_qGDZgGKLCYGCjBKmp6LlokjCdf_ZXA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-19558651369173637252010-07-15T19:54:00.000-07:002010-07-15T19:54:38.071-07:00Let's Go!Alrighty! So we have just had a long vacation. Notice the absence of posts.<br />
But now we are getting ready to set sail again! I am building a crew to take on my raids with me.<br />
I already have five crew members including me. There is me: the captain.<br />
Sven: our scholar.<br />
Tipsy Drinkall the crowsnest fellow.<br />
My Helmsman who I don't know his name... I should figure that out huh.<br />
and Bloated Bob, the cook.<br />
If you want to join my crew then send in your credentials. And a picture of what you look like.<br />
And always remember that I am the captain and any back talk will result in being thrown off at the next port and if no port is available then you will be thrown into the drink.<br />
All who like riches and can take orders are welcome.<br />
-Captain Harold S. Pockets.Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568325323234255992.post-43286384382666935272010-04-23T14:37:00.000-07:002010-04-23T14:50:37.887-07:00A bad day to be at seaCaptains log. April 23rd<br />Today was not a good day to set sail.<br />Unbeknown to be me the helms man had got a little tipsy at our last port, don't ask me how he did it since I don't allow my men to drink if they want to be in my crew, but anyway he wasn't right in the head this morning.<br />And since he was tipsy we couldn't sail until a few friends of mine helped me get him straightened out. Did I mention that it has been raining since last night?<br />So we finally leave port and then it really begins to rain hard. My helmsman starts to not feel good. So we try to take it slow, I mean we really aren't that far from our destination. So there we are going slow when one of my crew notices that we are taking on water. We get out the bailing buckets because the rain is really coming down now.<br />I think that this just might be the worst day I have had in a long time when another one of my men speaks up. Sven, the scholar of my crew pulls out this contraption that looks kind of like a huge conch shell. He calls it an Archimedes Screw. He sets it up and then begins to turn a handle at the top. The rest of us are thinking that this is a complete waist of time, I mean he had it set up so that the water would have to go uphill when everyone knows that water can't do that.<br />So there we are being skeptical when suddenly water shoots out the top of it and in to the water.<br /><br />Of course we are all amazed, and we ask him where he got one of those things. Three hours later we know all about this greek fellow named Archimedes and how he practically saved a city during a siege single handed. Pretty cool for a scholar eh?<br />Well we made it back to port safely, and I am thankful for that.<br />PS gotta see what my helmsman has been doing in his free time...Captain Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10211351378503776398noreply@blogger.com0