The internet informs me that today is the day to put on your best turn-of-the-century togs and swan about Dublin, honoring the events of James Joyce's Ulysses. Thanks to Gabs and her brilliant idea that we read said tome together - a plan on which she totally bailed - I've come to realize exactly what a weird practice Bloomsday really is, because
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Why aren't we children's authors? Is it because we are hideously bereft of imagination?
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On the other hand, maybe NOLA will inspire me with its, um, NOLA-ness.
More importantly, why can I only come up with children's titles for this game? Is it because I haven't done any real reading since high school? I think the answer is yes!
A Confederacy of Dunces (Oooh, you wouldn't have to change the name at all!): Converge upon New Orleans. That's it.
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