Archive for October, 2009

The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy says the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. That may be so, but the ingredients are a bit exotic these days, since the crash and all. I mean a reasonable substitute for Ol’ Janx Spirit is no problem: George Dickel. Naturally. But just try to [...]

I had completely forgotten that Arthur Dent works in radio. It’s revealed in the very first few pages, right after it’s revealed that he is about thirty years old. This makes me realize two slightly startling things.
First: I am now Arthur Dent’s age. I remember reading this book for the first time when I was [...]

Beware of Leopards

21, Oct 2009

On this particular Wednesday…
The remarkable aspect about the sign – “Beware of Leopards” – is that if I saw it, I have no doubt that I couldn’t stop myself from opening it. At the very least, peering in for a quick look-see. Of course, venue would loom over my decision. If I were at the [...]

I truly feel as though I’m in college again. Regardless, I didn’t finish my homework; I’ve a few pages left to read. However, as it’s late on Sunday, I’m getting this in under the wire. Also, as I was thinking of what I was going to write, I was drinking beer out of a Solo [...]

As is the case with most books, my copy of the Ultimate Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, which conveniently contains all the books in the series along with a bonus short story, has glowing endorsements printed on the back cover. Mine has two, and only one of them really explicitly deals with the book itself.  “With [...]

…and Away We Go!

12, Oct 2009

Here we are: October 12, 2009. 30 years ago, the people of Earth first got their hands on a novel called The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Now, three decades later, the Hitchhiker Marathon begins, our small tribute to it and its four sequels by Douglas Adams.
So, open your books to the first chapter, and let’s [...]

I am a fan.
I swallowed whole all of the Hitchhiker books practically the day they were released and, from the first time I saw it, the BBC television production became—and perhaps still is—one my favorite British performances ever. I have a copy of it all on tape somewhere. (Anyone have a working Beta player I [...]

Hiya. I’m Sam. Right now I live in the sheep country in North Yorkshire, UK, where I try to do normal things while corralling a three-year-old and a ten-month-old to a constant soundtrack of They Might Be Giants’s Here Come the ABCs, Here Come the 123s, and Here Comes Science. (Seriously, the greatest things ever. [...]