What a beautiful quote from "Work in Progress", Paul. So many 'implications', in it, -- most of the Celtic Twilight sort of sphere that only D. Ritchie can provide illumination for -- or McEvoy if he leaves his Poppers' books asides for a moment. Argentina is WILD about Joyce -- in part thanks to me, who have taught a few of them (a literary club) into the majesticness of Finnegans Wake. Recently, I saw this rather boring film, though, with Ewan McGregor as JOYCE. The film, being feminist, is called NORA (after Nora Barnacle, who, Joyce said, stuck to him like a barnacle). The film has beautiful bits about it. My favourite, the songs: as when Nora plays the piano to Joyce's sining: "The man who broke the man of Montecarlo". There's also a nice balladry a la McCormack -- and a scene where Joyce actually _competes_ with McCormack -- and loses. "gruebleen" SHOULD be in the OED. Somehow, I don't think Puritan Goodman was thinking of _him_ when he thought of 'grue' and 'bleen'. Incidentally, I don't find the puzzle so attractive, Goodman's, relying as it does on stipulative definitions of an obvious patent sort. But McEvoy, who finds induction a puzzle (like a Good Popperian) may. Cheers, JL --- his allabuff hemmed and his bullbraggin soxangloves and his ladbroke breeks and his cattegut bandolair and his furframed panuncular cumbottes like a rudd yellan gruebleen orangeman in his violet indigonation, ---- 'For like the campbells acoming with a fork lance of lightning, Jarl von Hoother Boanerges himself, the old terror of the dames, came hip hop handihap out through the pikeopened arkway of his three shuttoned castles, in his broadginger hat and his civic chollar and his allabuff hemmed and his bullbraggin soxangloves and his ladbroke breeks and his cattegut bandolair and his furframed panuncular cumbottes like a rudd yellan gruebleen orangeman in his violet indigonation, to the whole longth of the strongth of his bowman’s bill.' ************************************** See what's new at http://www.aol.com