I see the whole sick crew is here, then.

cinnamon

hee!

Wikipedia told me something I'd never gotten out of Oedipa Maas's name: It's a mispronunciation of "Sam Spade" backwards.

Some people think it's good. But not, apparently,if it shreds your mouth. (Sorry. Tangent. But that happens to be some of the first symbolism I ever really liked. And you do have a way of fucking declaiming sometimes. You know it's true. But maybe if I had an expertise deeper than looking at at bloody crime photos, I could do it, too.)

But you can just not read them, right?

You'd think. But I have this terrible problem with books ending. I get locked into some Newtonian inertia - the reader in motion stays in motion - and before I know it I've read the first page of questions. They are usually annoying enough to jolt me out of the inertia.

In books without questions I read the acknowledgements, about the author, any adverts, and the back cover blurb.

Tolkein earned my undying love (in so many ways) with those meaty appendices.

In casual reading news, I just this instant finished The Chinatown Death Cloud Peril. It's basically one big in-joke about the pulps and pulp writers. The author has some great ideas, but the prose doesn't fly.

what the hell is the point of The Crying of Lot 49 ?

It's to provide Corwood's next band a bunch of songs by The Paranoids.

Honestly, Cor, doing a gig of nothing but Pynchon songs would pack a house in Austin.

In books without questions I read the acknowledgements, about the author, any adverts, and the back cover blurb.

What? No love for Notes About The Typeface?

No love for Notes About The Typeface?

I am a font ho. I read that first. Sometimes I create my own Questions for Discussion Groups about the typeface choice.

Honestly, Cor, doing a gig of nothing but Pynchon songs would pack a house in Austin.

That's a great idea! Our current cover project is working out the first side of The Who Sell Out, commercials and all, with the Distant Seconds (two of whom were in that Kinks cover band I used to play in). We're all playing at a Who Hoot night next month. My band is taking "Armenia, City In The Sky" and "I Can See For Miles". Up for grabs are "Tattoo" and "Our Love Was".

Up for grabs are "Tattoo" and "Our Love Was".

Somebody should do "Early Morning, Cold Taxi." The only decent song Roger ever wrote. Speaking of non-Pete songs, I'd love to see you singing "My Wife." Preferably with your wife and Sphere in the audience.

(two of whom were in that Kinks cover band I used to play in).

Incidentally, in SF there's an all-female Kinks cover band. The Minks.

No love for Notes About The Typeface?

Everyone should embrace the colophon.