102 Years Ago On This Very Day…

…a man who never lived had a relatively ordinary day. Quite extraordinary! Happy Bloomsday, everyone!

Joyce's sketch of BloomI usually mark the day by wearing black (as Bloom did), having a cheese sandwich and perhaps some Burgundy for lunch (as Bloom did), and getting ripped on Guinnesses in the evening, but as I am currently on day 20 of a 28-day kidney and liver cleanse diet that prescribes no dairy and no alcohol (along with no meat, no bread, no eggs, none of your usual grains, no legumes, no pasta, no sugar, no salt, no processed foods, no foods cooked in oil, etc.), I’m having to settle for just wearing black. On a gorgeous, bright, warm sunny day. Sigh.

[Also of note: very exciting news in the Joyce world this week. More here and from The New Yorker (!) here…]