Today is a busy day in literature (and we thank Today in Literature for doing all the legwork that allows us to make such a pronouncement). Of course, it’s Bloomsday. You have our permission to take a long, leisurely lunch, complete with brimming glasses of ale and other fun beverages. It’s like Cinco de Mayo without margaritas. And probably police checkpoints, though we cannot guarantee this.
Also, Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes were married on this date. We’re not sure how to celebrate that particular union in an appropriate manner.
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Brenda Coulter // Jun 16, 2005 at 7:39 am
We’re not sure how to celebrate that particular union in an appropriate manner.
Um…well, I suppose you could always bite somebody.
Booksquare // Jun 16, 2005 at 9:22 pm
Ah, Brenda, and here I was thinking head in oven. But then I’d notice that the !@#$ thing hadn’t been cleaned in longer than I care to admit, and you know how obessions go. Second choice was composing poetry, but you know what they say about Vogon poems…