Chillogy's Travels (Part 1)

As a thick fog stealthily descended to the rough and brutal waters of the stubborn ocean, a small and eloquent ship was awoken by their committed Captain and was informed of a long struggle to navigate the ship in the adverse conditions combined with the chilling gloom of the threatening night. Hour after fearsome hour, the JaquelinRose™ rocked and swayed, back and forth, crippling the worried crew with a trembling apprehension of immediate harm. For what seemed an eternity, they fought with every last ounce of strength they could muster. Suddenly it was dawn. The sea became calm and the fog gradually lifted. However, what lay before them was a sight so terrifying that they would soon wish they were once again contending with the vicious storm, feeling safe under the refuge of the black of the night...

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I am compelled to give you – my dear readers – a little background knowledge to this frightening scene before we proceed any further with this no doubt gripping and adventurous tale. Compelled for two reasons:
1. It will help you understand the story a little better
2. I am, at this point in time, a little short on ideas for this story, and this will fill up some much needed space

The JaquelinRose was perhaps the world’s most sought after ship many centuries ago. From a distance, one could gauge that it was very small, but anyone who had seen it up close knew that it was a sight to behold. Constructed carefully with the finest timber available at the time; panels intricately interweaving to form a water tight bond; and stunning patterns laboriously crafted by untold hours of determined concentration and precise skill, the JaquelinRose was the closest real-life example of perfection you could find. Of course, such a stunning vessel required only the best of the best when it came to crew selection for its maiden voyage. And it is the members of that crew whom to you I will now describe.

Captain Mitch ‘Chillogy’ Chillogy was perhaps the finest Captain to ever grace the shores of wherever it was the JaquelinRose was created. With two solid weeks of sailor’s school behind him as well as a half-day Captain’s course, he was by far the most qualified person in town to be left in charge of the effervescent JaquelinRose. This wasn’t his only claim to fame. He also appeared on Master Chef, hoping to escape the tedium of the first week of Sailor College, telling the show whilst trying to hold back tears, “I just felt like I was stuck in a rut, and felt it was time for a change. Cooking has been my passion for the last four days now, and I really hope I can win so that I can spend the rest of my life in a highly stressful, low paying career where I am judged solely on my failures, and my successes go largely unnoticed.” He was eliminated in the second week, and resumed his final gruelling week of College after a six month recuperation period.

Chillogy’s crew were perhaps a little more focussed on the life direction in which they wanted to pursue. Seven of the town’s strongest and brightest men and women sacrificed various professions in Law, Medicine and Finance to sail the high seas with Chillogy, as that’s the kind of people they were. They would do anything for the town’s most respected citizen, even if it meant sacrificing life-long financial security, marital stability and familial togetherness.

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And so the crew of seven plus their Captain (plus their cat, Drew) found themselves in a precariously dire situation. Before them was something so sinister, and so feared, that many believed it only to be a legend. Precisely what it is cannot be revealed until the next instalment (so stay tuned), but I wouldn’t be surprised if Chillogy and his crew are shitting bricks at the moment. I know I would...

A Shipwreck in the Sand...

A bold, new tale of gripping adventure, unrequited love, dangerous pirate ships, a talking cat and an enemy so vicious that they put Lord Voldemort to shame is coming soon to a Blog near you...

Get Your Game Face On!

My dearest, most faithful Journal,

As of late, I have found myself becoming increasingly fascinated by the game of Poker. Some might call me a little late on joining a trend which swept the world a couple of years ago: far from it. In fact, I was there too, avidly interested in the game. There was just one problem; I sucked...

Fast forward to 2009 and while I still don't claim to be much good, I at least have the basics down pat. I have currently won two Myspace "Sit and Go" Tournaments (this doesn't say much as it's pretty much against talentless hacks - in fact, it's probably an indictment on my playing abilities that I only have two wins haha) and I have just returned from losing nearly all my chips. I put this down to bad luck as I had two very good hands set to bring me back from the deep pits of defeat, only for my opponents to have slightly better (and highly unlikely) hands. This nearly broke my heart, but if anything, I probably shouldn't be doing this at 1 in the morning anyway. Sleep deprivation does not win Poker games people!

So yes, tomorrow is a new day and I will set out to regain those many, many chips that I have lost. I'm not unconfident of my chances, but if I recieve the luck I got today, it will be an uphill battle. Maybe I should give up the dream and actually focus on that Law degree I'm supposed to be doing...