For some reason, I’ve been drawn once again to the books of Douglas Adams. Oftentimes, whenever I need an emotional lift or require a cosmic hug, I turn to his novels for the pure insanity and brilliant humor included therein. There are those who think that his work was the stuff of genius, as it contains that wonderful concoction of absurdity and humor, the the while making you turn inward a bit and rationalize just how small each of us are as compared to the universe as a whole.
Most people think of his four novel trilogy (that’s not a typo….and yes, I know what the word “trilogy” means…) as…in a word…odd. To me, that’s perfectly fine – and it suits my personality to a “T”. To me, the book is educational. Don’t believe me? Check this out:
If I were going to edit Chapter 1, Verse 1 of the Book of Genesis, it would read….
What’s the most common mistake a person makes?
Are there others? Absolutely…
What’s the answer to Life, The Universe, and Everything?
What’s the most useful tool a human could ever carry around? A towel. Read below – it makes perfect sense in the oddest of ways.
And if you notice a fellow humanoid carrying said tool with him / her on the street one day – how should you greet him?
What should I do if I find myself stuck with no hope of rescue? There are choices….
What’s the most intelligent creature on Earth? The Dolphin. Here…I’ll prove it:
What was the last thing the dolphins said prior to leaving Earth for slightly better green pastures (or the aquatic equivalent as readily available just outside the Milky Way?
And lastly: what’s the most important thing a person can do in times of stress or peril?
During times of melancholy, I crack open these unique books and remove myself from the doldrums of the day. I allows the words within to make my smile and laugh out loud. By the time I close the book for the evening, I feel slightly better.
Here’s to Douglas Adams…he was one hoopy frood that always knew where his towel was.