Announcement: Sunday, February 2

[kotori]

is James Joyce's 121st birthday.

So me and the lads--John Powers, Arthur Guinness and John Jameson--are going to spend the weekend celebrating.



Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo

His father told him that story: his father looked at him through a glass: he had a hairy face.

He was baby tuckoo. The moocow came down the road where Betty Byrne lived: she sold lemon platt.

O, the wild rose blossoms
On the little green place.


He sang that song. That was his song.

O, the green wothe botheth.


When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets cold. His mother put on the oilsheet. That had the queer smell.

His mother had a nicer smell than his father. She played on the piano the sailor's hornpipe for him to dance. He danced:

Tralala lala,
Tralala tralaladdy,
Tralala lala,
Tralala lala.

 

[modest mouse]

That Jameson is a bastard; he promised to be at my party!

 

[Mellon Collie]

is James Joyce's 121st birthday.

So me and the lads--John Powers, Arthur Guinness and John Jameson--are going to spend the weekend celebrating.

Where is my invitation, fucker?

 

[Pseudomoniker]

You should also invite Dr. James Kidd. He'd be a blast at a James Joyce party.

 

[Lasz]

I was going to see if the ground hog was going to witness his shadow on that day.

 

[Rhys]

Its also Chinese New Year...

I'll be dancing with dragons that day

 

[Guest]

 

[Jim_Henson]

I'm short on Mr Powers, so I'm told Mr Beam will be in attendance

 

[kotori]

Re: Re: Announcement: Sunday, February 2

Where is my invitation, fucker?

In the mail.

 

[Guest]

 

[kotori]

Lambchop, I have no clue who any of those fine people are.

Educate me, please

I feel like I'm running a hedge school. Come over to the bog side, foxeen.

 

[Guest]

 

[Georgia Girl]

Can I celebrate with ya'll but drink coffee?

One drink and this chick is asleep.

Sounds like a fantastic party though.

 

[AZGUY]

Party

Me and Bud are climbing up Squaw Peak with our sling shots to knock off some news helicopters, sorry can't make the party

 

[kotori]

Can I celebrate with ya'll but drink coffee?

One drink and this chick is asleep.

Sounds like a fantastic party though.

ah maybe just a dram of Powers in that, with a dollop of whipped Kerry cream on top. Or at least make it a cup of tea.

 

[Magical_Mother]

If there's a party we all should be invited. It's rude to invite only a select few.

 

[kotori]

Re: Party

Me and Bud are climbing up Squaw Peak with our sling shots to knock off some news helicopters, sorry can't make the party

Bud Weiser? Dood, that's like making love in a canoe. Fucking close to water.

 

[Summery]

Its also Chinese New Year...

I'll be dancing with dragons that day

You and I both.

 

[Dillinger]

I wish I could be there to celebrate with you. A world changing author and one of my favorites. I think I'll break out the Irish Whisky and my dog-eared copy of Finnegan's Wake...

Maybe we can have thread tomorrow - in honor of James Joyce where we post our favorite Joyce quotes and stories about him?

 

[kotori]

I wish I could be there to celebrate with you. A world changing author and one of my favorites. I think I'll break out the Irish Whisky and my dog-eared copy of Finnegan's Wake...

Maybe we can have thread tomorrow - in honor of James Joyce where we post our favorite Joyce quotes and stories about him?

I'll be bumping occassionally over the weekend, sounds like a good idea. I've never gotten very far with Mr. Earwicker, dona go leor.

 

[kotori]

Where is Siren anyway?

Bronzo ed oro ferrei zoccoli udirono, acciaio che canta. Impertntntn tntntntn.

Schegge, levando schegge dalla rocciosa unghia del pollice, schegge. Orribile! E oro si fece di rosso più intenso.

Si levò una roca nota di piffero.

Si levò. Blu boccio è sulla.

Pinnacolo di capelli d'oro.

Rosa ondulante su serici seni satinati, rosa di Castiglia.

Trillante trillando: Ahidolores.

BRONZE BY GOLD HEARD THE HOOFIRONS, STEELYRINING IMPERthnthn thnthnthn.

Chips, picking chips off rocky thumbnail, chips. Horrid! And gold flushed more.

A husky fifenote blew.

Blew. Blue bloom is on the

Gold pinnacled hair.

A jumping rose on satiny breasts of satin, rose of Castille.

Trilling, trilling: I dolores.

***************
The opening of the "Sirens" episode of Ulysses, with the Italian translation, for all you students of la bella lingua.

Hey, it's after midnight, GMT. Happy Birthday, Jimmy!

 

[Dillinger]

I'm travelling tomorrow (Sunday) but I hope to be online by the evening...

From Ulysses (banned in the good old USA)...

Gravitatisch kam der dicke Buck Mulligan vom Austritt am obern Ende der Treppe: er trug ein Rasierbecken, auf dem kreuzweise ein Spiegel und ein Rasiermesser lagen. I'm milden Morgenwind bauschte sich leicht hinter ihm ein gelber, ungregurtelter Schlafrock. Er hob das Becken in de Hohe und stmmte an:

Introibo ad altare Dei.

Dann machte er halt, sah die dunkle Wendeltreppe hinab und rief raugh:

Kinch, komm rauf! Comm rauf, du grasslichher Jesuit!

 

[kotori]

Kinch, komm rauf! Comm rauf, du grasslichher Jesuit!

omg, i love it, dill. du grasslichher Jesuit. that's so
Stately.

 

[Georgia Girl]

ah maybe just a dram of Powers in that, with a dollop of whipped Kerry cream on top. Or at least make it a cup of tea.

Okay...........put the stuff in my coffee but can I borrow a shoulder to rest on if it knocks me out?

 

[Dillinger]

omg, i love it, dill. du grasslichher Jesuit. that's so
Stately.

I'm nothing if not stately, dude.

Bloom: (Versucht zu lachen.) Hi! Hi! Hi! Ja, ich hatte grade einen alten Freund besucht. virag, kennst du ihn nicht, (der arme kerl hat die ganze vergagene Woche gelegen), dann tranken wir eins zusammen, and ich wllte grade nach hause...