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Romeo, my pup, likes to invent games for himself. This afternoon, after we had been playing fetch for a while, he took his ball and started dropping it between some branches of a bush. Then he would maneuver it out and drop it again, and again, and again. In the summer he would do the same thing: drop the ball between the slats of a chair on the dock, watch it fall, pick it up and drop it again, over and over and over. With never ending fascination. I could easily liken this

I’ve tried to read James Joyce’s Ulysses several times. The last time I managed to get halfway through. But I don’t think I understood much of it. Now I have another, better opportunity to read the book. My friend, Sean Kennedy, who is a professor of Irish Studies at St. Mary’s University, is teaching a class on Ulysses at the Halifax Main Library. It’s for students at the University, and the public can join for the first hour. I went this past Thursday. The class itself was