Alex+Stubb

“What a solemn bunch ‘a land-lubbers have we here! Cheer up! Name’s Stubb, Second Mate of the //Pequod// an’ the most hardened harpooner you’re e’er likely to happen upon. Been in this business long as I can remember, an’ I killed enough whales an’ looked death in its face enough times for it to trifle me none the more. Way I figure, if I’m bound to die facin’ one of ‘em, then I will. But I ain’t bound yet, so I’m here spinnin’ my old yarn off to ye’. Been in so many storms an’ such I reckon it’s more like twine now. Ha! Really now, you can cheer up a lil’ bit. I’d offer up a smoke, but I’m down to my last pipe now. I’ll be off when it’s out, though. On the morrow I take the //Pequod// out to sea. But if it should happen so, I’ll be back in this inn in ‘bout three years’ time with some new boasts. ‘Magine I might see ye’ then…”

There be the blasted creature which I give hunt to with Ahab tomorrow.

And there be my favorite pipe. Hard to pick from all of 'em, but there she is!