Happy Bloomsday!

On this day in fictional history, Leopold Bloom staggered drunk through the streets of Dublin.

It’s also the day when Joyce met and fell in love with Nora Barnacle, his then future wife.

“I’ve put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that’s the only way of insuring one’s immortality.” – James Joyce

And there you have it, why Ulysses is an erratic but brilliant whirligig of a book.