
Let’s Talk About Classy Beards!
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

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

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

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

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

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

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