I’m Way Into Whaling Now

I realized today that I have a new persona that is trying to get out. It is a 19th century whaling enthusiast.

I realized I have a deep-seeded need to go out and amass as much blubber as I can. The more blubber, the better.

I need to buy a pipe, so you can find me in the darkness by looking for the glowing embers. I need to buy a yellow rain slicker, so you can find me if I go overboard.

I need to be hanging off the bow of a boat with one hand in a fierce gale, throwing a harpoon through the belly of an endangered species.

I need more blubber, son.