I finally got myself to the movies to see "Pirates." As I sat flinching in my chair with my knees pulled up to my chest, peeking through my fingers I kept thinking - I let my 8 year old daughter see this? Between the creepy scenes and startling ones were hilarious ones. I loved the escape from the cannibals! Despite all the tension I felt during the movie, I'm sure I'll line up for "Pirates 3."

I've never been good with scary movies. I was a teenager of perfect babysitting age when I saw the first "Halloween" and "Friday the 13th" movies. I slept in my sister's bed for a month - lights and radio on, door locked. I never went back to check on the children I babysat after I put them to bed. I tried to find a place to sit in the house where I could not see any windows. I stayed on the phone until the parents came home. So I quit seeing scary movies. They still freak me out. I don't live with my sister anymore either but I could call her if I get too scared.

I feel a bit like Captain Jack, unable to see which way my compass is pointing. Would you rather be like Jack, without a certain heading; like Will, pulled by divided loyalties: or like Elizabeth, suddenly not sure of what she was once certain? Is anyone ever certain? Is it better to know you aren't certain or to make a certain decision and cling to it even when you are no longer sure of it anymore?

OK, if those questions are too much, how about this one:
On whose ship would you sail away: Jack's or Will's?