Rumble in the Jungle

[Diana York Blaine]

What's all this noise?  Can you keep it down?  You've woken Sleeping
Beauty. Actually it was Our Mutual Friend Dale who rapped on my glass
coffin, and I see now after signing back onto the list this morning that  
the town crier has alerted the whole Villa Pynchon. 

Hey everyone!  Who knew we'd meet again under such sordid circumstances?
Duped by Jules, who dangled the bait of a decades-old sexual encounter
with Pynchon yet reeking from the body of his now wife. Bleehhhhhh.  We
deserve whatever we get for responding to him at all.

Will he include all the flames we sprayed him when he asked for freebies?
Hustle on down to Borders and see!

Well if nothing else this Lineland brouhaha has returned me to the bosom
of my loving Pynchon family.  (Besides I just quit my other list in a huff
and have nowhere else to turn).  For the record, yes I accepted Dale's
offer of a free copy of the Tissue Papers.  But when he asked me for my
bio, I sent him Steely's (just kidding dude).

And Andrew, I am sorry I was such a cad.

Love and Kisses!

Diana