From our crew to yours, a blessed New Year that brings faire winds and vast horizons.  May your sails be always full, your jug in the hands and to the lips of a large and loving group of friends, and your heart be full.  May your chest of treasures be not measured by gold or status.  May your weapons be that of truth and love, and let their aim be true.  May your scurvy dogs have meaty bones, may your Pollys have their crackers.  May your arms be outstretched and have wenches running to be in them.  If you are the wench, don't run to anyone, let them run to you.  It is 2010 after all.  But always remember to....PARTY LIKE IT'S 1699! 

Captain Machete Betty

aka:  Shayna Vest