Ugh how can I forget Halloween 2025 without Moby Dick. I could feel the immense pressure coming form Professor Pressman in dressing up and I was so constricted in choosing one thing to dress up as, I just decided to threw everything but the kitchen sink onto this luscious 5′ 11″ 230 pound big chested body of mine. I brought a pipe (in which Melville dedicates an entire chapter to), hieroglyphic pants, a captains seaward hat and topped it off with a baby whale drinking from my hairy bosom. It was indeed a work of art that was not for the faint of heart. It was a hot mess to say the least, but when it was all said and done, I had a blast. Most importantly getting to stand alone side my other class mates that went above and beyond in their efforts made it worthwhile.