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moby update
Sep. 29th, 2003 08:45 amSo! You say you've got the head of a sperm whale hanging off the side of your ship? What are you going to do?!? What what?
Well, first you wanna get the oil out. 'Cause the sperm whale's oil (Ishmael tells us) is mostly in its head. How do you get the oil out? you ask. Why, you send Tashtego on to the whale head with a choppin' spade, and you have the rest of the crew hauling on a line with a bucket that gets the oil out of the hole Tastego's made like treacle out of a well. Yes, it's utterly appalling. But wait! It gets worse!
I've blocked much of this from my memory, as one would the sight of a cute baby squirrel being crushed by a Hummer, but, in essence: Whale head nearly emptied out. Tashtego trips or gets clocked by the bucket or something, and falls into the hole. In the whale head. But wait! It gets worse!
The lines holding the whale head to the Pequod faile. The whale head falls into the ocean, with Tash still inside. But wait! It gets worse!
Missing most of its bouyant, bouyant oil, the whale head sinks like a rock. With Tashtego inside. Suffocating.
Luckily for Tashtego (and once again convincing Ishmael that the sun shines out of his tattooed hind end), Queequeg dives to the rescue. He catches up to the sinking whale head, cuts a slit in it with a big ole knife, and pulls Tash out like a large, hairy, grog-chuggin' baby.
Really crappy day for Tashtego, but now he's got skin to die for.
Well, first you wanna get the oil out. 'Cause the sperm whale's oil (Ishmael tells us) is mostly in its head. How do you get the oil out? you ask. Why, you send Tashtego on to the whale head with a choppin' spade, and you have the rest of the crew hauling on a line with a bucket that gets the oil out of the hole Tastego's made like treacle out of a well. Yes, it's utterly appalling. But wait! It gets worse!
I've blocked much of this from my memory, as one would the sight of a cute baby squirrel being crushed by a Hummer, but, in essence: Whale head nearly emptied out. Tashtego trips or gets clocked by the bucket or something, and falls into the hole. In the whale head. But wait! It gets worse!
The lines holding the whale head to the Pequod faile. The whale head falls into the ocean, with Tash still inside. But wait! It gets worse!
Missing most of its bouyant, bouyant oil, the whale head sinks like a rock. With Tashtego inside. Suffocating.
Luckily for Tashtego (and once again convincing Ishmael that the sun shines out of his tattooed hind end), Queequeg dives to the rescue. He catches up to the sinking whale head, cuts a slit in it with a big ole knife, and pulls Tash out like a large, hairy, grog-chuggin' baby.
Really crappy day for Tashtego, but now he's got skin to die for.