In a blog post on Ulysses, PQ offers a dissenting thought:
In discussing Ulysses, people often describe it as a normal, mundane day in the life of one Jew in Ireland named Leopold Bloom. I strongly disagree with this description. While, yes, Bloom runs some errands and does everyday things like defecate, urinate, masticate, masturbate, he also attends a funeral (which leads to deep consideration of life and death), suffers the sadness of knowing his wife is cheating on him that very afternoon (haunting his mind all day), visits a woman in the hospital who's been suffering through a terribly painful labor (his appearance coinciding with a successful parturition), and saves a precocious but wayward young man from getting his ass kicked or going to jail or both.
There's a follow-up post here. James Joyce has been written about a great deal, but PQ always manages to come up with something interesting. The latest post is labeled Part One, so I'm hoping we get more.
Ted Gioia on "The Making of Ulysses" is here, with links to his other Joyce pieces.