This Ain't No Julie & Julia
While blogging one's way through Julia Child's recipes turned out to be film worthy, there is no way that slogging through Ulysses page-by-page will ever make it to Netflix download near you. If, however, by some strange fluctuation of spacetime it does -- I think Amy Adams should play both me and James Joyce. That would be the only way to get the film made. I'd watch it. Of course, I'd probably watch Amy Adams read a cookbook for two hours...
Ahem.
I left this blog fallow for six, Six, SIX, SIX years, but someone left a comment on it today (a real comment! -- one that wasn't spam for off brand anti-virus software), so I felt I should at least dust it off for the day.
Not sure this will be a permanent resurrection, or one last breath before dying. On the one hand, if I had kept going in the first place, I would have finished this four years ago and would now be giving Amy Adams insights on how to play the "real" me.
On the other hand, I would like to cling to my last shards of sanity and this book is -- in a word --insane. Blogging about reading it just tops the insanity with inanity.
That, of course, describes 99.98% of the internet, so what the heck. I'll take a few days to work my way back up to the next page and if my eyes aren't bleeding too badly, I'll post about it.
Not sure this will be a permanent resurrection, or one last breath before dying. On the one hand, if I had kept going in the first place, I would have finished this four years ago and would now be giving Amy Adams insights on how to play the "real" me.
On the other hand, I would like to cling to my last shards of sanity and this book is -- in a word --insane. Blogging about reading it just tops the insanity with inanity.
That, of course, describes 99.98% of the internet, so what the heck. I'll take a few days to work my way back up to the next page and if my eyes aren't bleeding too badly, I'll post about it.
posted by DBugger32 | 10:04 PM
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Hey, Dbugger, I'm not sure where you're at with your forlorn project, but while ruminating over Fergus and his brazen cars, I chanced upon your blog and was fascinated by someone as or perhaps more obsessed than I am about Joyce and Ulysses. For the heck of it, I assume (or perhaps don't) that you are familiar with Grace Slick's 1967 masterpiece paen to Joyce and LSD, 'rejoyce' which appears on the 'After Bathing at Baxter's' Jefferson Airplane (don't say 'Starship'!) album . . . in any case, me and the wife went to dear dirty Dublin in June of 2004 to join in the great Irish celebration of Bloomsday, as the Irish have now fully overcome their bitterness towards Joyce's cracked mirror and realized they could make a few quid off the man . . . Keep on blogging! You have at least one new follower . . .
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