Some vague ramblings, senseless and aimless as a colorless moth
Let’s keep this train a-rollin’.
I apologize for being a bit late this week, things were busier at work and I’ve been a bit stressed over my upcoming move. I’m really workin’ on it in earnest now, getting things organized, packing up all my books and video games and movies, etc etc. A lot of that is all squared away now, plans are set, all that’s left is to be ready on the day itself.
Continue reading “Chapter 111: The Pacific”The pieces are starting to fall into place.
It’s funny, so much of this book is either vague and philosophical, blowing out its themes to a vast scope, or extremely mundane and specific, that one quite forgets that there’s an actual plot going on, and certain things must be set up for it to conclude. Not that we’re ever going to fully get away from Ishmael’s philosophical reveries, of course. Yet, this is one such chapter, containing a pivotal development that will resonate with the inevitable end of this tale.
Continue reading “Chapter 110: Queequeg in his Coffin”I almost forgot!
This week I read the chapter early, because I was bored at work, and thought about writing the post really early. Then, I almost forgot to come and write it this evening because I was too caught playing Unicorn Overlord (which is really good by the way). But no! I will continue posting, and I will see this through to the end.
Continue reading “Chapter 109: Ahab and Starbuck in the Cabin”Dang, I should’ve saved the Walrus and the Carpenter image for this week. Ah well!
Trying to get back into a groove here, not make that last post a one-off. Especially since this one follows up on it in an extremely direct way. Why, if it weren’t for the complete shift in tone and genre, they could’ve been combined into one chapter. Perhaps an author with a different bent might’ve done so, if somehow combining the ideas presented previously into the milieu of this scene in order to make a more harmonious whole. But Melville is not such an author, and neither is Ishmael. The medium is the message, it would do you well to remember.
Continue reading “Chapter 108: Ahab and the Carpenter”Alright, let’s get back to business, shall we?
How does this go again? Excuse me if I take a moment to get my bearings. The last time I was writing on this subject, the very flames of hell were licking at my monitor from outside my lone apartment window. Now they have been replaced with the icicles of the holy fanfiction of one Dante Allighieri. No, but we have in fact had a rather mild winter this year, no snow down here in the Green River valley, though it is a little chilly tonight. It will… not quite freeze, reaching a mere 33 degrees.
But enough about the weather, let us move on to today’s subject.
Continue reading “Chapter 107: The Carpenter”Hello! I am still alive and kicking.
Thank you all so much for your kind comments and emails. It warms my heart to know that people are enjoying my writing, and using it to help guide them through a book as intimidating and confusing as Moby-Dick; or, the Whale.
Continue reading “Still Alive”Hey guys. I’m not dead!
Just haven’t really had the inspiration strike to continue my big Moby Dick project lately. A lot of my energy has been consumed by looking for a new apartment, I am positively desperate to move out of Auburn. I finally resolved that this week, moving to Tacoma in April this year, it’s gonna be much better, as a person who doesn’t drive.
Continue reading “Games of the Year 2023”Summer continues apace here in Pacific Northwest, and it has been awful, here in my little apartment.
This place was not designed to deal with this sort of heat. I get the radiant warmth from lower floors, so it is nearly impossible to maintain livable conditions without sitting directly in front of a fan at all times. And, over the past weekend, we had some awful wildfire smoke to boot! Ugh. The rains of fall cannot come soon enough.
Continue reading “Chapter 106: Ahab’s Leg”Hey, remember when I used to review video games?
Well, I never did it very much, since I do not finish video games very often, and even less often do I feel strongly enough about them to sit down and write something. Also, whenever I have the energy to return to this blog, I usually continue on my sisyphean quest to finish the Moby Dick project. But no longer! It’s time for another one!
Continue reading “Final Fantasy XVI Review: Towards a Better Tomorrow”The last day of my vacation has come, and I decided to take advantage and write one more post, for now.
The damnable summer heat has finally abated, somewhat. The famous clouds of my homeland have returned, if not the more-famous rains. But I know that they shall, in the fullness of time. I can only hope we don’t suffer from awful wildfire smoke this year (knock on wood).
Continue reading “Chapter 105: Does the Whale’s Magnitude Diminish?—Will He Perish?”
The Beige Moth 