on the pequod

Randomly since 2013

[antikeisala]

Hi everyone,

I've been making some new music, and the first song is available to listen on Bandcamp. Free of charge, of course, unless you're feeling crazy and want to start pouring money into my pockets.

It's in Finnish, but who doesn't love Finnish?

Listen/purchase: me oltiin onnellisii täällä by Antti Keisala

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‘Hot damn! Turkey gizzards! Food of the gods! Bastard murder voyage, but okay catering.’

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Hah, the story of my life, too much of a damn coward to be a coward!

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‘Well, far be it from me to whiten a man’s name against his will,’ said Vimes.

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It must be a servant thing, Vimes thought: if you don’t have anything to do, don’t do anything.

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A goodbye to many characters. One last hurrah with Tiffany and then a journey has come to an end.

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I thought, how hard can writing be? After all, most of the words are going to be and, the and I and it, and so on, and there’s a huge number to choose from, so a lot of the work has already been done for you.

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Goodness is about what you do. Not what you pray to.

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I tell you, commander, it’s true that some of the most terrible things in the world are done by people who think, genuinely think, that they’re doing it for the best, especially if there is some god involved.

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Of course, where there were people there was crime.

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Well, we live and learn, Vimes thought, or perhaps more importantly, we learn and live.

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They never had any truck with philosophical conundra. They were aristocrats, you see? Aristocrats don’t notice philosophical conundra. They just ignore them. Philosophy includes contemplating the possibility that you might be wrong, sir, and a real aristocrat knows that he is always right. It’s not vanity, you understand, it’s built-in absolute certainty. They may sometimes be as mad as a hatful of spoons, but they are always definitely and certainly mad.

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The duty watchmen always made a point of shouting the hour with theatrical clarity and amazing precision outside Number One Scoone Avenue, so that the commander would hear it. Now, Vimes stuck his head under an enormous pillow and tried not to hear the tremendous and disturbing lack of noise whose absence could wake a man up when he had learned to ignore a carefully timed sound every night for years.

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It was a conspiracy. Why did they never find a vegetable that was bad for you, hey? And what was so wrong with onion gravy anyway? It had onions in it, didn’t it? They made you fart, didn’t they? That was good for you, wasn’t it?

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Every step is a first step if it’s a step in the right direction.

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It was magic; magic had turned a hall full of people who mostly did not know very many of the other people there into human beings who knew they were among other human beings and, right now, that was all that needed to matter.

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The reward you get for digging holes is a bigger shovel.