Why am I such a freekin' lightening rod? I lay back trying to mind my own business and some hillbilly is disrespecting my harpoon!

Well, for the benefit of those who don't know, I donated that harpoon, (the one over the living room door) to Jim Sharp's nautical museum in Rockport Maine a couple of weeks ago.

Now that Moby Dick is gone I have no further use for it. I guess I can stop rehearsing   "I curse thee thou damn ed whale". Sniff.