At the beginning of my day I met up with another notable captain in the superhero world, though quite a bit less mobile, by the name of Capt. Plastic Pants. We talked on a variety of topics, ranging from the seaworthiness of the SS Minnow and her crew, to the pleasures found in the company of bow-legged women. After measuring our, "wooden legs" I realized it was time to seek more lively company, and headed westward, in pursuit of white sandy beaches, and frozen drinks with umbrellas.