A nice cozy chat about Douglas Adams is long overdue, my dears. It is coming tomorrow, but until then, brew yourself a nice cup of tea (if you don’t know how to do it properly, see Douglas’s words on the matter.) and then nibble on these tasty treats from “Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency.”
“Professor Urban Chronotis, the Regius Professor of Chronology, or ‘Reg’ as he insisted on being called, had a memory that he himself had once been compared to the Queen Alexandria Butterfly, in that it was colorful, flitted prettily hither and thither, and was now, alas, almost completely extinct.” (11)
“Sunlight played along the River Cam. People in punts happily shouted at each other to fuck off. Thin natural scientists who had spent months locked away in their rooms growing white and fishlike, emerged blinking into the light. Couples walking along the bank got so excited about the general wonderfulness of it all that they had to pop inside for an hour.” (13)
“Michael ususally referred to his mother as an old battle-ax, but if she was fairly to be compared to a battle-ax it could only be to an exquisitely crafted, beautifully balanced battle-ax, with an elegant minimum of fine engraving which stopped just short of its gleaming razored edge. One swipe from such an instrument and you wouldn’t even know you’d been hit until you tried to look at your watch a bit later and discovered that your arm wasn’t on.” (98)
Lovely, were they not? But we don’t want to over-indulge. More tomorrow.