In my dream world I would have elf ears and everyone would talk in the likes of 'the crying of lot 49' by Thomas Pynchon, and therefore I could spend conervsations in the midst of something more than this every day babble. I'd also own my own jet so I could get away/get to. And I'd live in ithlien forest. And own a lot of bikes. And I'd be able to make movies just by thinking. Film projecter from my mind! So basically a bunch of unrealted things that I think about.. Too much. Also I'd be a spy... Or secretly in the mob...
yes.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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Have you read any other Pynchon because I was a bit disappointed by Crying of Lot 49 so if you are impressed by it then you will probably be very pleased by his other work.
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