a featherless bipedal

Ishmael is funny, actually

Also very aware that he's pretentious and overdramatic and frequently providing you with scientifically unsupported facts. This will not stop him and if you don't like it - well, you can leave, but lbr really you can't leave, you're stuck on this boat in the middle of the ocean with him for all bazillion words/hours/days of this trip and you'd better understand exactly what that feels and looks and tastes and smells and vibes like before you even can dream of understanding how it comes to its inevitable, doomed end

How much listening on audio elevates the content. 10/10, would recommend

Only one bed (clearly I had not been on Moby Dick tumblr)

Yeah these guys are uh. Not entirely heterosexual, yeah

Whale property law

"Blubber is whale skin: change my mind"

Whatever the fuck Ahab and Starbuck have going on

The urge to whisper "that's so fucking metal" aloud multiple times. I have since learned that I am extremely not alone

"a widow with her husband alive" and tbh the whole speech around and beyond that line

Ishmael's weird priorities where he'll spend 20min on why the color white is unsettling and how sailors are weird about seals but won't mention a relevant plot point until it's past coming up and then he'll be like "oh right fyi we heard about that at the last port. ANYWAY"

No but really, Ishmael is really funny. There's an entire scene where he elaborately asks half the ship "is this shit normal??" and then when they say yes he dramatically drags his harpooneer boyfriend down to the hold to act as his lawyer while he rewrites his will for the 4th time. I kind of love him

the last line before the epilogue, which got me. 5000 years, man. How terribly vast

I have flat out refused to drink anything other than blood for three seasons of IWTV, but Rolin Jones is adamant that the Vampires drink like regular drinks and eat regular food. And I've been like, "This is so dumb, I don't understand why we do this."

Who would want to eat things that regularly taste like paste or soap!?

Hell, even in EP304, Louis wasn't eating the food he ordered at the diner with Reginia. Which is what made her suspicious of him in the first place.

do New Yorkers really live like this? are you people really rolling around in open street garbage and screeching in terror at the idea of rubbish bins?

He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"

"What?"

He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"

"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."

Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.

Behold, Dorothea

He turned to me, sighed, and said in a very deadpan tone-- "Plants don't have covenants, Joy,"

#hello again martin and bosco!! sending you boys round for another go :)

Lady Sybil Vimes is one of the ladies, so Sam Vimes is on the warpath until he can find her, while the watch desperately try to keep all infrastructure from falling apart without all the fat ladies who keep it together on a daily basis

“I had been at work about two months when Christmas came on – and here I must relate a little anecdote. The principal [the tailor] and his lady were invited to a party among their friends…while it devolved on me to stay at home and keep house. There was nothing left me in charge to do, only to take care of the house. There was a large cat that generally lay about the fire. In order to try my mechanical powers, I concluded to make a suit of clothing for puss, and for my purpose gathered some scraps of cloth that lay about the shop-board, and went to work as hard as I could. Late in the evening I got my suit of clothes finished; I caught the cat, put on the whole suit – coat, vest, and small-clothes [breeches] – buttoned all on tight, and set down my cat to inspect the fit.