Finished: The Crying of Lot 49 (Pynchon). Totally confusing book. I'm still not sure what I spent the last few hours reading. It's the 1960's. The protagonist, Oedipa Maas, gets notice that she's the executor of her former boyfriend's rich estate. Oedipa heads to St. Narcisco, CA where former boyfriend, Pierce Inverarity lived, and owned most of the businesses in the town. She stumbles upon a postal service conspiracy when she finds evidence of a clandestine postal organization, the Trystero, complete with secret symbol, mysterious history, and everything. She spends days trying to unravel the mystery, as her own life unravels as well. Her husband back home, Mucho Maas, starts taking LSD. Her psychotherapist, Dr. Hilarius, turns out to have been a Nazi who performed experiments on people in the Nazi camps. He goes crazy. She meets a stamp expert named Genghis Cohen, an apparent underground mail supporter named Mike Fallopian, and a band of four American teenagers who sing in British accents with Beatles haircuts who call themselves The Paranoids. In the end...she'd not sure if it's all an elaborate joke set up by her former ex-love, or the truth. It's all so nonsensical, I'm not sure it matters. Pynchon, check.