Captian Douglas "CheshZhyre" Mckay


    Location:
    El Cajon, CA
    Home or favorite faire San Diego Ren Fair, Esco Ren Faire, Potrero SCA WAR, Great Western War & Estrella SCA WAR,Southern California Pleasure Faire, Koronaburg & Pensic SCA WAR
    About Me So the next major Faire for me and the crew of the Crossed Cutlass will be:


    I wellcome you to my page... I am the Head of House Leviathan of Raven Strike and Captian Aboard My Ship "The Moros". to find out more about our privater (pirate) group look to my friends list you will find the Crossed Cutlass page.

    before i tell you more of me i offer thees other websites liked to my other accounts so please feel free to add me as a friend here and on any of thees sites. :

    My other sites for you to look at


    www.myspace.com/cheshzhyrewww.myspace.com/cheshzhyre
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    http://cheshzhyre.livejournal.com/


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    Hmm... well to Start my life is currently complicated with so many interestes in my life and the balance between Good Friends, Family, Work and Play but i will atempt to touch on some if not all of them in this revision of my page here. i have so many good friends right now in my life i do feel i neglect alot of them only due to the lack of time in the days. My chosen Profession is that of a jeweler working in Gold and Silver. i am a Graduate Jeweler Gemologist but i also enjoy being a Graphic Designer. and as an extension to jewelry working with metals i am learning the way to work steel in the Forge. My time thees days has been a focus to improve my craftmanship as an artist. but also to enjoy my social life where i do get to see a few of my friends on a regular basis. going to Ren Faires, SCA WAR, Clubs or donating my time to working with the community improvment group of G.H.U. or Goth Help Us.

    My Chronicle's of Thought

    mind you this is a personal part of who i am and strictly my opinion
    i do not wish to discuss the fact or hear that you disagree
    i keep a book of entries such as thees when the time feels right:

    In this Reality one can almost veiw life as the ultimate game. Each Person, Animal, Plant, Insect..... Ect. MUST Play. The Rules are unwriten but globaly known and understood as well are the penalties if one trys to cheat.

    People to weak to follow their own dreams, will always find a way to discourage others.

    After all, of what use could the few brief years of a single lifetime be, to the task of perfecting the soul?

    i will hopfully be adding more to this section but ponder on thees for now

    Music too many to list and if you realy want to know if i like a band or some type of music its easier to ask me.
    Movies
    Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

    Remember, remember the fifth of November,
    The gunpowder, treason and plot,
    I see of no reason why gunpowder treason
    Should ever be forgot.

    Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
    To blow up the King and the Parliament.
    Three score barrels of powder below,
    Poor old England to overthrow:''
    By God's providence he was catch'd
    With a dark lantern and burning match.
    Ladies and gentlemen sitting by the fire,
    Please put hands in pockets and give us our desire:
    While you can drink one glass, we can drink two,
    The better for we, and none the worse for you."
    All the boys, all the boys, let the bells ring! 
    All the boys, al the boys, God save the king! 

    A penny loaf to feed the Pope.
    A farthing o' cheese to choke him.
    A pint of beer to rinse it down.
    A bundle of sticks to burn him.

    Burn him in a tub of tar.
    Burn him like a blazing star.
    Burn his body from his head.
    Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.

    The fifth of November 
    Since I can remember, 
    Gunpowder treason and plot;
      This was the day the plot was contriv'd 
    To blow up the King and Parliament alive; 
    But God's mercy did prevent 
    To save our King and his Parliament. 
    A stick and a stake 
    For King Jame's sake! 
    If you won't give me one, 
    I'll take two, 
    The better for me 
    And the Worse for you. 

    Remember, remember the fifth of November,
    The gunpowder, treason and plot,
    I see of no reason why gunpowder treason
    Should ever be forgot.

    Books
    A Book is like a Mirror,
    If a Fool Looks in
    you Can't Expect a Genius to be Looking Back


    `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

    "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.

    `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

    Vices one of the many forms of Happiness at faire is a beautifull Woman and a fine bottle of Mead and the privacy to enjoy both at the same time.
    Virtues um.... i need to think on this one
    Heroes

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