In honor of Pynchon in Public Day, we were going to sit in the store reading The Crying of Lot 49 all day, but someone bought our copy.

So now the first person who brings us a new (used) copy gets some of Sarah's infamous orange almond cornmeal chocolate chip cookies! Otherwise we might have to finally make good on that promise to get a new tattoo.

"There had hung the sense of buffering, insulation, she had noticed the absense of an intensity, as if watching a movie, just perceptibly out of focus, that the projectionist refused to fix."