The Crying of Lot 49 is a very brief, very quick, density

I just finished reading Thomas Pynchon's The Crying of Lot 49.

Still kinda want to throw it across the room.
I dont know if I like it yet, honestly. I couldnt stop reading it though. So many names and concepts and real things and fake things, all over the place, from over 800 years of time. I might need to sit on this one for awhile. But a few short bits about the book:

1. Happens to be Pynchon's shortest novel, at 152 pages (his longest being Against the Day, at 1085)
2. Shortness does not gaurentee ease. Satisfaction = difficult. But...
3. Delight = easy. Some of the best character names in literature, like: Randolph Driblette, Clayton Chiclitz, Manny di Presso, Genghis Cohen, and, I kid you not, Mike Fallopian.
4. Abundent with conspiracy theories, complex coincidences, stamp collecting, archaic postal service trivia, puns, wierd sexual advances, random snippets of song lyrics, and early Protestant history.
5. Its a detective story, and a quest story, the goal of which may not be reachable or even real.

that's all for now.