Ah, feck, it's Bloomsday. I completely forgot it until I stopped by the Leptard. I used to pay attention to Bloomsday, but eventually I stopped. I should get back into the habit since James Joyce blew my little world apart back when I was 16. I had no idea you were allowed to write a novel that ran roughshod over every rule in language and literature. Amazing. I would walk through the halls of my school with my copy of Ulysses and teachers who knew what it was would stop me and ask what class I was reading it for. When I said I was just reading it for fun they seemed shocked. This book was power.