TIME TO PLAY ON PLANET PERPLEX
By Theolonius McTavish, a perplexing person who adores enigmatic ephemera and why not!
A funny thing happened on the way to the zoo, or maybe it was the dentist office ...both of which fighten me.
To make a short story long and shaggy just to drive my friends and family a tad insane, I discovered a wonderful website called Planet Perplex (situated somewhere in the universe of unfathonable and what some have dubbed undeniably useless undertakings).
More organized than the "Hingefreel people of Arkintoofle Minor", less intoxicating than the "seas of Santraginus V, where the fish never seem to care whatever the heck kind of direction they swim in" but certainly part of what is technically known as the "WSOGM, or Whole Sort of General Mish Mash".
This odd little body floating around in the ethernet of eccentricites offers a great deal of latitude for loafers. For artsy-fartsy lollygaggers there's all manner things to keep their nerves firing on all cylanders like optical illusions, ambiguous arrangements, impossible images, pesky puzzles, subliminal sensations, not to mention ambigrams for the addlepated.
Frankly, there's never a dull moment in the life of the idle-fingered folk. All we really need to know is that the universe is a lot more complicated than the average air-head, lip-glossed lollygaggers, or the been-there-done-thats might think!
For those who want to know more about hapless happenings in the universe, pick up a copy of Douglas Adams' "fifth book in the increasingly inaccurately named Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy trilogy", a rather fine audio rendition of Mostly Harmless.