jueves, 5 de noviembre de 2009

Harder than Counting the Sand Grains in a Beach

One of us, Tomas Pynchon or me, is mentally ill. If it’s me, I’m going crazy and have lost my ability to understand text, but if he is the crazy one, and what he wrote is completely incomprehensible. And I’m pretty sure that my understandment is not an issue.

Reading the first chapter of The Crying of Lot 49, I understood some strange comments that I imagine they are supposed to be jokes, like the fondue or the KCUF, but rather than that, I’m blank. However, I have some information floating around in my head, like a blurry dream, but I can’t put the pieces together. I have no idea how to organize them or make up a sentence with them, so I prefer to list them, and you decide how to paste them together. Here they go:

- Oedipa is getting a promotion.
- She is trying to get drunk.
- A very rich man was murdered a long time ago, and they found his will that gave everything to Oedipa.
- Oedipa doesn’t know if she is mentally well.
- This happens in California.
- There is a radio station called the KCUF.
-The doctor, Dr.Hilarious, calls very early.
-A lawyer, wants to runaway anywhere with Oedipa.

I guess I could make up a weird story that can attach all of the clues together, but I’m not in the mood for starting up the creative part of my brain or trying to fool my teacher. Then you figure it out, and incase you are thinking, “Well, that is easy to figure out”, it’s not. When you read the chapter there is a lot of things going on with unfinished ideas, I made all the dirty work for you, so don’t take all the credit.

However, before I give up on the text I have something to tell Mr.Psychon, what were you thinking? And, if you get your ideas and jokes clearer you will make my life so much easier. Consider an easier second chapter. Thank you.

Oh! And for Dr.Hilarious and Roseman, help the situation, but Roseman, don't try to run away with Oedipa. What kind of lawyer and friend are you?

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