The Wandering Rocks of the Central West End

Bloomsday is a week from tomorrow. I've always told myself that one of these years I'm going to down a few pints at Dressel's, the local pub while people read Ulysses. At least I thought that's where they read it. I can't find anything online about it this year. Hmmm..

I read it as a Junior in high school, and still have my copy, all marked up. Thank God for Cliff's Notes, because there were sections I wouldn't have understood at all if it weren't for chapter summaries. My personal favorite parts were the bawdy ones, since I was 17 at the time I read it. I still crack up thinking about Bloom getting caught staring up the butthole of a famous statue.

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