Avast, me hearties! Cap’n Jim is feeling classy. And that, lads, be a rare thing indeed. The Cap’n, of course, is chawing about a classy beard. How do ye get a classy beard, ye may ask. Well, fear not, mighty swashbuckler! The Cap’n is here to tell ye exactly what to do. (The Cap’n likes…
Ahoy, Mateys! Let’s go back to beard basics today. It’s easy to get caught up in the nitty-gritty of yer best asset; after all, the beard is an endlessly fascinatin’ topic to yours truly. But sometimes ye just have to make sure all of us buccaneers are on the same boat, right? Below is the…
Ahoy, Mateys! As ye may know, the Cap’n resides in sunny Southern California. But, believe it or not, it’s gotten cold. Really cold. Well, as really cold as it can get in Southern California. So all us Angelinos have hunkered down, staying indoors wondering how the brave swashbucklers on the East Coast are managing. So…
Ahoy, Mateys! Cap’n Jim here. And it’s time for another yarn by ye old seafarer. We shall continue our series of “beards in alternate history.” What’s that, ye ask? Well, check out our video about what really caused the “Fall of the Roman Empire” here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsRDXTc61sc Below ye can see that dashingly handsome devil –…
Ahoy, Mateys! ‘Tis a brand new year. Again! Sometimes, when I sit in my cabin at night sanding down the splinters in my peg leg, I wonder how time flies so quickly. One day, yer a young whipper snapper and the next yer an old sea dog. Mind ye, not that people know that I’m…
Lads! As yer Cap’n writes this, I be just days away from me birthday. Not sure why we celebrate this day. Who wants to be a year older? Let’s face it, with the exception of the ultra-rich and the globalist elites who seem curiously impervious to meeting their maker, all of us kick the proverbial…
Ahoy, lads! Cap’n Jim here to share with ye what we’ve been up to the last few weeks. We received an “invitation” from a certain ‘Lord Mayor’ in a sleepy Irish seaside town that shall go unnamed. A cunning, clever conniver after yer Cap’n’s own dark heart, Lord Mayor told us that the town’s…
Ahoy, all ye lubbers, scoundrels, ruffians, rogues, and salts! Now I have heard tell among the crew that me reputation may not be as stellar as it once was. Aye, yer Cap’n be known as many things — pirate, lover, entrepreneur, and man about beard. Indeed I have spent many hours pontificating on the subject…
Ahoy, Mateys! Today, let’s talk about another of the beard’s many functions – as a good luck charm. Now, mind ye’, the Cap’n has always known that. He’s been marauding through the Seven Seas for a very long time and his beard has kept him in luck – ye know, good mates, good wenches, good…
Ahoy, Mateys! Hope ye swashbucklers are enjoying our fine summer. The Cap’n’s been sitting on deck and imbibing his barrel of rum while cavorting with busty wenches. Oh, no… sorry, hang on there… that was just a dream. A beautiful dream. You buccaneers seem to have appreciated our handy dandy guide from last week about…