Reread The Illuminatus! Trilogy, thirty years after my first time reading it. Completely different experience, and it adds some depth to my understanding of my own development, since it was a keystone book for me at the time. This story -- of a crew of conspirators in a giant yellow submarine trying to save the world from the Illuminati -- hangs together much better than I remember. That might be because in 1988 it was the first non-linear novel I'd ever read, and Pulp Fiction wasn't going to be released for years -- so some of the mental gymnastics required come much more easily to my 49-year-old mind than to my 18-year-old one. The an-cap libertarianism underlying much of the novel sets my teeth on edge now, but the absurdist history and broad jokes are just as delightful now as they were then. Moreso; I know more of the history they're talking about now (the death of Dillinger, etc.) On the downside, the quality of the writing for the women characters is about what you'd expect from two ex-Playboy editors in the early 1970s. Overall, this was worth the re-read, but I'm not going to rush out and re-read Wilson's sequels.