Y’Arrrr Maties! — Ol’ Silverbeard is back!!!

T’was a fine shore-leave for this ol’ sailor — resplendent with a sundry list of events and adventures, the likes of which shall now be inscribed therein to the Captain’s Log aboard The Ingot.

[Q: What did Spock find in Kirk’s washroom?

A: The Captain’s log

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But already i digress...]

Avast! This be a sea shanty and an historical composition — so keep it together man!
Yes, y’ arrr, where was i? And who said that?
...must be the scurvy stackitus methinks.

To begin, it all started yesterday when i took some loot to the gamblin’ parlour here in Steemtown. It’s onerous to describe the wagers, so let’s just say: ya take some loot from a looting, and bet on the outcome of yet another looting. The more loot you loot, the more looting you can loot! So give a hoot, and don’t pollute!

Anyhoo, i made the wee mistake of going in there a little off kilter, my bow was cuttin’ high and me untrusty compass was running amok. Before i even knew it, i had dropped my whole bag, ballzinall, on some fancy restaurant called Chez Damus — and tho the cuisine was exemplary, it was the faux art on the walls that had me one good eye bulging and leering right out of its socket!

[my bet was with @appreciator and i wagered, by mistake, 145 sbd 😳😩🤬🤯!!! As it turns out, i was partially correct and received a promise of some bounty next week, but fuck! Anyhow i got in touch with @bluemist (the Manager) and he offered me a complimentry appetizer to appease the sting of having an empty stomach and an emptied wallet. Well it worked! The meal was indeed delicious, if overpriced, but i intend to go back tonight with my 25sbd coupon (not actually a coupon — @bluemist gave me liquid) — but it will be used as such as a quid pro quo — thanks @bluemist! i think i’ll try the Sambuca Garlic Prawns...]

So with me one eye glaring and staring and me cutlass flashing and slashing, this is what me one good eye did see:

Y’Arrrr, there be an image of this town’s Untouchable Silversmith paddling upstream in Cripple Creek with two of the local scallywags — heavily supported in their venture by the notorious Ray-Ray — he’s the local baron that owns the good bank in this town. The mafia here has given him the nod, so he doesn’t even have to lock up at night. What an asskicker!

Ooooh, and look over here, it’s another amazing piece:

Wow! Many thanks to the currators of this show 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
And especially @owenwat for sharing this app!

There were so many great pieces! It was hard to know where to look!

Even @thedamus was there — imagine that!

Well, that be quite enough of that!!! Thar be only so many pictures a salty-dog can capture and release... before the stackitus takes hold. But thar does seem to be an unlimited lust for the shiny — and that lust will make you do strange things: like nonchalantly perusin’ many a shop to see what booty they will part with for the scurvy notes of Empire — that be the big, bad bank in town. They are what originally drove me to piracy in the first place! One of the very few things i be grateful for with regards to them

First,

(there will be no obligatory beer shot here, but maybe a few close-ups — Zing!!! )
😜😁🤣

I ambled into my lcs to sees what i could sees. Oooh la la! Esoterica galore!!! You’d best be giving me those seven matey — or i may have to take 3 more!

...i pivoted on me peg on a Mercury Dime, bid adieu, and was outside cackling all in short order. Next it was a drunk stumble down the block to visit the lil shop of horrors. This is the place where bigger fools than i sell their treasure when they need more fiat dollars. Ironically, this shop needs fiat dollars too so they will just flip whatever they get — it’s easier than melting it!

I was in luck...

Ye old splash!

O, ho ho and a bottle of rum! Thinks it’s time for a wee dram...

It be 5 crows of the cock somewhere — surely it must 😜 sip, gulp, guzzle — and shizzle manizzle! That be a mighty fine elixir! I’d bet if i just stood here for a couple minutes i’d have half of #teamaustralia toasting the Olympics and singing songs with the smilin’ and beguiling @kiwiscanfly!

I’d best be keeps moving tho — i have an appointment with the toothfairy in an hour and a half and she’ll be climbing down the old mug-chuggler. Avast, the things i must do to try and keep me pearly yellows white!

And just when ya thinks you’ve seen it all, done it all, and got the @goldmoney t-shirt, i comes across this, as it were:

A mechanical nymph that likes to party and dost bequeath her favours unto all who comply — she has a coin slot you see, and well, umm, nevermind... it’s a #steemsilvergold thing — ya might nots be savvy.

T’is time to return to The Ingot and dispatch some letters. I am in remote contact with my second family — pirates all! — who have joined together with many a wayward soul and have broad reach and surprising depth — even me sounders have not yet fully plumbed these deeps!

Because there ain’t no rest for the wicked
And money doesn’t grow on trees
I’ve got bills to pay and mouths to feed
There ain’t nothing in this life for free
You know i can’t slow down, i can’t look back
Tho you know i wish i could
Because there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good
~Cage the Elephant

Cheers! from @thedamus