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Originally Posted by Vendzilla
My time on a submarine taught me a few things
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Whenever I find myself
growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp,
drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself
involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and
bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially
whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it
requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from
deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically
knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to
get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol
and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself
upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is
nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all
men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very
nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.
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from page 1 of Moby Dick and part of the reason I am trying to get on a boat. If all goes smooth, Ill be making runs from our local dock, to Venice, all the way out to gulf and back daily, helping with the oil containment, cleanup, and animals... spending a lot of time on the water. no desire to join the navy but I love being out on the water, waiting on the call to get started, exciting! Me, my fellow shipmates, my sombrero, and the open water. Haaarghh!