Captain Amazing woke up this morning to the sound of bugles being severely tootled by a marching band of wubble monkeys, widely known for their proclivity for tootle-mania. Other than that, nothing else of significance seemed to be happening, and eventually the monkeys all got bored and went home. Just another ordinary Captain Amazing day.
Captain Anonymous can't remember how to get home, and no one sees a recognizable problem.
Captain Indelible Ink just will not fade away gracefully.
Captain Petty Cash is getting all prissy and hissy, refusing to even talk to anyone until all the pennies are buffed to a brilliant shine, and we all submit to a severe scrubbing with an industrial-strength dog wash.
Captain Toodle-OO will no longer be toodling in the loo, which is now reserved for the exclusive use of paid-up members, if, and only if, they behave themselves in there. (No kazoos, please. We're trying to maintain a minimum level of sanity.)
Captain Two-By-Four was out measuring things again, making sure that it all was on the up-and-up, shipshape, trig, square and proper. Then, luckily, he went away and left us the hell alone again.
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Me? I'm not really serious this week. Check back in maybe a decade.
