We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
We posted a Pirate Hunting Cruise a few months ago. It came to us over the transom, and we had no idea about the source.
Turns out the source was the esteemable Doug Ross Journal (which we link regularly) which had produced the full version. I have also noted that on the link, which occasionally gets some attention because it is good sadistic gun fun.
We do not wish to be pirates. Not by accident, anyway. Arrrrghhh.
All pirates have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, so naturally I would put my treasure in the hole, take it out, then I'd put it back in and then I would take it out. I would repeat this pattern, as any OCD pirate would, until I satisfied the compulsion completely.
Marianne, it's hot in the Caribbean and the poor lass looks to have been exerting herself preparing to bury the treasure. I attribute her scant wardrobe to this activity. I'll bet she's covered herself with a dew of perspiration, her golden skin glistening in the sun. I've warned enough of these young women to stay out of the noon-day sun, next time she's in for a tongue lashing before I bury my treasure.