it's june 16th and once again time to celebrate james joyce's novel ulysses...
if you haven't read it, the entire novel takes place in one day...hour by hour on june 16, 1904 in dublin...it is the story of an odysseus like journey through the streets of dublin by one leopold bloom...
hence, bloomsday...this year marks the 101st anniversary of that journey and is celebrated around the world with readings and costumes and yes, drinking...especially so in dublin...
and since most people haven't ever read ulysses or have tried and failed miserably, a pint or five of guinness is infinitely easier and a hell of a lot more fun...
as i write this it is after 5 in dublin (like it matters)...which means for all intents and purposes i am miserably behind in the, um, festivities...
so to james and leopold and stephen, and yes yes yes to molly, i raise a glass to you and thank god every day that i have already read ulysses and therefore a) don't ever ever ever have to read it again, and b) can drink to you all in guilt free abandon...
though i do believe i'll pass on the thick giblet soup...
x.
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