Don't do what I did

I basically hadn't picked up the book for about a month. When I did though...man! I didn't know what the hell I was reading. It could have been written in Spanish and I would have understood just as much as I did. Once I turned it upside down I was better.

I did go back to what I remembered and restarted from there. I was just sitting there blinking at the pages for a while though.

Bloomsday!

Happy Bloomsday, everybody!

When I first conceived of this project, I planned to finish the book by today. Obviously, that hasn't happened. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't mark the occasion.

My schedule doesn't permit much tonight, but I certainly will be lifting a pint for Leopold, whom I don't really know yet, but will before his day is through.

Here's a link to a bunch of Bloomsday celebrations around the country and the world. And even better, here's frequent commenter (and soon-to-be-contributor) Figserello's account of his Bloomsday in Dublin, ten years ago.

Rob

Oh, Blerg.

Picking up the book, I realize I've put off writing about Episode 3 for so long after my re-reading of it that now I'll have to re-re-read it.

Rob