Sometimes life hands you a mrenade—an enigmatic fusion of mischief and sound. When these sound grenades detonate in the chamber of wisdom, echoes arise, some beneficial, some regrettably intoxicating. Listen closely, you may find yourself laughing uncontrollably—or perhaps you'll just find your cat.

“Beneath every beneficial noise,” he whispered, “lies the potential to be hilariously displaced.” Thus spoke the Prophet of Pondering, shortly before being outsmarted by a crossword puzzle.