“Will you be as gods? Gaze in your omphalos.”—Stephen Dedalus, A.K.A. James Joyce, Ulysses

  No long winded disquisition here. Let the picture say my half-a-thousand words.

Next to me at the bar are three men discussing current affairs, the sorry state of the world, etc. Although I am acquainted with them my back is turned and I divide my attention between the tiny paperback book I carry and a television screen playing Stanley Cup Hockey.

The beer is cold and delicious.

Mead of the Muses, Nectar of the Gods, Divine Soma.

All is just as it should be.