Covidium

 Blooger blog.  Let them noodle nod.  It's all a back and forth from truth or sod.  We got letters from them....  After the apocalypse.  

It's Thursday, two weeks after Bloomensdag 2022, the big One!  100 years since the first bloomsday?  But if on June 16 1904, doesn't that mean 118 years?  Right, it's the book.  We're celebrating the anniversary of the novel, published in February 1922.  

Just watched (for maybe the sixth time) the movie "Midnight in Paris" . Some things i really enjoy about the film.  I tend to fast forward a little through the scenes set in 21st century.  My favourite character from the 1920's is Salvador Dali.  Love the way Adrien Brody plays him.  I laugh out loud every time.  

The music and cinematography are certainly pleasing to look at.  It's all a bit of an idealisation, isn't it?

I had a Covid test turn positive this morning.  Forced isolation.  Maybe there's a time portal somewhere nearby.  In the film, Midnight in Paris, the characters who travel in time, seem to create that experience from something inside, it doesn't happen by chance.  It's creative destiny.  

The  Gracehoper  was  always  jigging  ajog,  hoppy  on  akkant 
of  his  joyicity,

-Finnegans Wake, page 418

Many phrases, lines from Finnegans Wake pop up in my head during the day.  Not always sure what brings them in each instance.  But it's fun.  

I don't want to belabour this, blooger blog. Letting it go.

Goodnight.