"The painting job, meanwhile, with everybody pitching in in a frenzy of primary colors, yellows, oranges, blues, reds, was sloppy as hell, except for the parts Roy Seburn did, which were nice manic mandalas. Well, it was sloppy, but the one thing you had to say for it; it was freaking lurid. The manifest, the destination sign in front, read: "Furthur," with two u's." --Tom Wolfe