Remember Douglas Adams? Terry Pratchett? The Confederacy of Dunces? What if you wanted something not as good but which mixed them all together? I wanted something to make me laugh, and evidently, I have the sense of humor of a rude preteen. For those of you looking for a politically correct book that doesn’t make fun of farting, inadvertent erections or horrifying scenes of gluttony, move along. But if you’ve ever wanted a return to those absurd times where spaceships landing is just the beginning, read on.