SHINYYUKARI

Early on in the movie, when Jack's crew was talking about Shiny rewards and honest payment, did anyone else think about [i]Firefly[/i]? I know I did. I even told that to my mom and she said she did too! Hahaha...I love how persuasive I can be that even I got my mom thinking about [i]Firefly[/i] during a Pirate movie.

DRACONUS

So I posted the first part of my story. I had some communication problems with my beta-testers, and wasn't able to get there feedback. If anyone would like to apply, please let me know. I'm fairly proud of what I've done though. :biggrin: I'm not sure when I'll get the next chapter up, as this is going to be a busy week, so please bear with me.

GUYWHOWANTSAFIREFLYOFHISOWN

trying out this thingy called a "blog" for the first time

HERA

It being Saturday, we got up and going then tidied up the house. Britta and I tag-teamed the kitchen. After we schlepped the glass bottles to the store for the cash return (the bottles were threatening to take over the floor of the kitchen). Then we picked up some milk and my mystery meal from the bakery. Today's bread-thing was a type of cheese pocket danish, only not as sweet as the U.S. variety. It was a big day, being the day of the BBQ and the debut performance of Stephen's country band, so there was a lot of extra work to do. Stephen created directional signs on his PC so that folks would be able to find the boat house, then he ran off to do band things like transporting amps and trying to find the slide for his lap steel. Britta made curry noodle salad to go with the poached fish for the BBQ (yes, the big fish that S caught two days earlier which he insists will not kill us even though it was pulled from a river flowing through a major European city). Stephen came back, then left again for the grocery. I did my daily chores, which involved the back-breaking labor of writing this log and taking a shower. Ah, vacation. I really enjoyed the party. I thought I wouldn't because of the language barrier, but it was not to be. I settled into an excellent conversation with Stefan Maurer about The Dead Kennedy's, Black Flag and the U.S./British punk scene of which we were both of the age to have been a part of. His wife Uni also spoke English, and their 2 year-old daughter Tiana was so serious, but she warmed up to me eventually and wanted to play with the soccer ball, so we kicked it around on the lawn. I couldn't understand a word she said, but she chattered along happily and didn't seem upset that I never said anything back. I was inordinately pleased when I asked Tiana's mom to translate Tiana saying 'es macht spaß', meaning 'it is much fun'. Stefan and his wife at the grill:

DANIELLETGASTIN

I just joined today, I wanted to say Hi.

LADYISAPIRATE

I am alive again! :biggrin: And I have watched Firefly a lot lately and decided to continue my fanfiction, "So Now I'm Learning" So, yeah, pray look around the Blue Sun Room for my stuff. I'm real happy to be back =]