They discharge the Hands and leave off for the Winter. At Christmastide, the Tavern down the Road from Harlands’ opens its doors, and soon ev’ryone has come inside. Candles beam ev’rywhere. The Surveyors, knowing this year they’ll soon again be heading off in different Directions into America, stand nodding at each other across a Punch-bowl […]

via A Mason & Dixon Christmastide (Thomas Pynchon) — Biblioklept

Biblioklept is always a fun read, and for those of you wanting to celebrate a slightly freakier Christmas, Thomas Pynchon heeds your call.