So what does it all mean?

As has been the case at several moments throughout human history, your Recruiting Officer has decided a foray into absurdism will be good for the soul. In the near future, you can expect more posts like yesterday's peanut related poem and in the near future I may attempt to say a few words about the great playwright Eugene Ionesco, a marvel of the theatre of the absurd. I am not mad. Bibble.