Category Archives: Ulysses

jangling springs


Here’s part 2 of Ulysses episode 4 of my silly book scribblings.  If you haven’t read the first part, you can find it here.  This section didn’t have as many wacky sections, but a few were doozeys!

“What a time you were, she said”– she is sooo lazy!

“She set the brasses jingling as she raised herself briskly, an elbow on the pillow”– You must meet my wife [Sondheim’s A Little Night Music]

“Saucebox.”– great term!  I will use this!

“Quietly he read, restraining himself…”– ok, this whole section is all just more than I needed to know.  eww!

“Heigho!  Heigho!”– It’s off to work we go [Disney’s Snow White]

Right– section 5 soon.

Bloom emerges


I’ll be leading this section {Calypso– section 4} with Wandering Rocks.  (I’ll let you know when I start.  We are still on the very difficult section 3 at the moment.) There, I will attempt to sound learned and wise (Ha!).  Here, however, will be my silly marginalia.  For those of you who have been following this series (oh, you poor, unfortunate souls), here we go again…

“Clean to see: the gloss of her sleek hide, the white button under the butt of her tail, the green flashing eyes”– Hello, Stella Luna– my cat the gracious, kind, and benevolent animal upon whom I am allowed to wait hand and foot.

“Mrkgnao! the cat cried”– Stella makes that same exact sound!

“Nothing she can eat?’– the cupboard is bare

“she prefers yesterday’s loaves turnovers crisp crowns hot”– She Who Must Be Obeyed [John Mortimer’s Rumpole series]

“His eyes rested on her vigorous hips.”– Everybody ought to have a maid [Stephen Sondheim’s A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum]

“He held the page from him: interesting: read it nearer”– playing trombone

“Make hay while the sun shines”– a roll in the hay?

“They like them sizeable”– nice to know that someone does

Stella Luna-- who stars in this section      Stella Luna– who stars in this section




pebbles on the page


Continuing on with my series of foolish comments in the margins (there are intelligent comments as well, I swear!)  here is part 2 of section 3 of Ulysses.  For part 1, click here.

“I could not save her”– survivor’s guilt?

“Here lies poor dogsbody’s body.”– ho ho ho…no

“I am almosting it.”– I like this phrase!

“If I were suddenly naked here as I sit?  I am not.”– I am relieved to hear it.

“His lips lipped”– let lips do what hands do [Shakespeare’s Romeo & Juliet]

“welcome as the flowers in May.”– The flowers that bloom in the Spring, tra la, / Have nothing to do with the case [Gilbert & Sullivan’s Mikado]

“And no more turn aside and brood. / His gaze brooded on his broadtoed boots”– well that didn’t last very long

“Wilde’s love that dare not speak its name”– who’s the friend of Mike Yeats?

“As I am.  As I am.” — I am what I am [Jerry Herman’s La Cage aux Folles]

“Bag of corpsegas sopping in foul brine”– gross!

“Seadeath, mildest of all deaths known to man”– now, I just don’t buy that

“Tuesday will be the longest day” — and April is the cruelest month [T.S. Eliot’s The Wasteland]

“the rum tum tiddledy tum”– said Pooh to Piglet

Section 3 part 1 is now up here.  Come and get it! 

Now, all of my fellow Wandering Rocks, let’s hear some of your book graffiti.  I can’t be the only one.

Ulysses gibbering section 3 part 1


Having now finished section 3, I have a few more bits of my random page graffiti for you. 

This section basically is Stephen walking on the beach and remembering all of the people he visited that afternoon (or when he was in Paris) and thinking about how other people’s opinions of him affect his image of himself.

“A choir gives back menace and echo”– choirs of small children singing,we die gently in the night” [Eddie Izzard on horror movies]

“the snorted Latin of jackpriests moving burly in their albs” —try a little priest [Stephen Sondheim’s Sweeny Todd]

“Reading two pages apiece of seven books every night”– not really the best way to hang onto a plot

“When one reads these strange pages of one long gone one feels that one is at one with one who once…” — ah, yes, book review clichés

“a dryline with two crucified shirts”– my, we ARE feeling morbid today

“I have passed the way to aunt Sara’s.  Am I not going there?  Seems not.”– I have those moments in the kitchen

“Whom were you trying to walk like?”– bravo on using WHOM correctly

“We don’t want any of your medieval abstrusiosities”– darn right!

To read the rest of section 3, click here (you brave souls, you).

episode 2 pt 2 scribblings


In the continuing series, here is part 2 of my random remarks on Ulysses episode 2 (see part 1 here).

Deasy hearts cash.

Deasy hearts cash.

“Three and twelve, he said”– have teachers EVER been well-paid?

“You just buy one of these machines”– yeah, I’ll get right on that with all of my non-existent extra cash

“I owe nothing”– so, I’m shot all to hell, then

“I fear those big words, Stephen said, which make us so unhappy”– like Accountablility (trans> redundant paperwork that must be done before 5pm today so that it can sit in a binder that no one will ever look at “just in case we are ever audited”)

“Per via rectas, Mr Deasy said firmly, was his motto”– try “quid lucrum istic mihi est” on for size, dude (motto of John Dortmunder in the novels by Donald E. Westlake)

“You can do me a favor, Mr. Dedalus, with some of your literary friends”– bohemians are good for something apparently

“Cassandra.  By a woman who was no better than she should be.”– wait just a minute– Cassie was a victim!


“A merchant, Stephen said, is one who buys cheap and sells dear”– take that, Shylock!  Point to Stephen.

“I am happier than you…”– ok, to sum up: Deasy ♥ the English & cash/ he doesn’t ♥ Jews or women.

“Because she never lets them in”– oh, hardy har har. grrr.

Are you ready to bravely tramp into section 3 part 1? Here be it.