Pynchon re Chinese dragon

[Doug Millison]

Each year on St. Patrick's Day, the tradition in the Architecture School was
to construct a giant, what seemed like hundreds-of-feet-long, Chinese
dragon, get as many folks under it as possible, and go running around the
campus, in and out of classes and lectures, hands emerging from underneath
the critter to grab and fondle the nearest coeds, many of whom had their
hair tinted green. Everybody whooped it up all day long with oceans of beer
dyed the same color. This was the one day, close to the Spring Equinox, when
Fariña's two ethnic sides swung into balance, and he could indulge both. He
would end the day with a crowd of dragon personnel, all spattered green,
dowrs at a venerable bar called Jim's, standing up on a table with a mug of
green beer, quoting Garcia Lorca's "Verde, que te quiero verde. . . . " This
would produce a long series of toasts to everything green, cervezas verdes,
conos verdes. "El barco sobre la mar," Fariña hollered, "y el caballo en la
montana!" Years later, in California, around sunrise on the morning of his
marriage to Mimi Baez, we happened to stagger into each other in somebody's
front yard, both hung over. It was somewhere out in the country, in the
hills near Palo Alto. We then managed to have one of those joirit
epiphanies. Fariña was staring up one of the slopes nearby. A white horse
was standing out on this very green hillside, looking back at us. Of course
Fariña and I were both thinking of Lorca's horse on the mountain.
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