Biographical: & Tarot Investigating

WWW.ITWASLOST.ORG is a literary & arts blog, with unique fashion editorials, political commentary, movie reviews & prophecy (both about the weather & the coming doom.) However, sometimes it drifts into merely the biographical, like so many weblogs in the blogosphere, a public diary of the mundane & fabulous gossip in our sad lives. Today, we venture there. What did I do today? My housemate Jenny Ruth told me of a refrigerator magnet she saw in a gift store that reads "Sometimes I call in sick for work as if I had a job." Well, today, I took a day off, & all sorts of zany adventures ensued:

-I faked my way into a fancy restaurant with an uptight Maître d'.
-I went to a baseball game.
-I jumped onto a parade float & got the whole town dancing along to "Shake it shake it shake it baby now."
-Taught my friends to be bold. In Cameron's words: "I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life. I'm going to take a stand. I'm going to defend it. Right or wrong, I'm going to defend it."

I've also vowed to finish what I have begun. Text message novels, folk hymnals, hip-hop albums, careers in aviation, & reading Thomas Pynchon's long book Against the Day. Saturday Night, Jenny Ruth threw herself a birthday party, which I was banned from, until I was asked to crash it after 11. The girls spread every art supply in the house across our dining room table & set in to make a beautiful deck of Tarot cards. My theosophic Lords, they're stunning, & I hope to get some scanned & displayed on this website when I can. Perhaps spearhead a new Department of Tarot. The Ace of Pentacles was made with broccoli from the crudité, I'm afraid that one will have to be redone before the deck is laminated. Our friend Dr Nelson, who has just finished writing a Symbological novel (think the Da Vinci Code & the works of Tom Martin), crashed the girls party with me at 11 & reminds us that there are no coincidences in Symbology; so I should hardly be surprised that the next day, when I turned to page 605 in Pynchon's Against the Day, there were references to both Tarot Cards & vegan haggis (the themes of my last two parties) IN THE SAME SENTENCE. I'll quote two short excerpts for the context:

One morning Lew [Basnight] walked into the breakfast parlor at Chunxton Crescent to find Police Inspector Vance Aychrome, angelically revealed in early sunbeams thru the stained-glass dome overhead, relentlessly despoiling a Full English Breakfast modified for the Pythagorean dietary here, including imitation sausages, kippers & bloaters, omelettes, fried potatoes, fried tomatoes, porridge, buns, baps, scones, & loaves in various fomats.

[...]

Assuming he was not here to deliver another gentle suggestion from Scotland Yard to back off of the Gentleman Bomber case, Lew took from an inner pocket a Tarot deck thinned to the twenty-two Major Arcana & dealt them one by one onto the table, between the remains of a vegetarian haggis & a platterful of pea fritters, until Aychrome began to nod frantically & waveabout a finger dripping with what Lew hoped was only treacle. "Ggbbmmhhgghhkkhh!"

-Thomas Pynchon, Against the Day (2006), pg. 605-606

Besides Mr Basnight using Tarot as an aid in his private investigating, which really isn't common enough in any symbological novel, I must say that Pythagorean Full English Breakfast sounds delicious beyond words.