Leave common sense at the door, it is time for more Christopher Moore. His book, “Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove” makes the “Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy” seem like a Nobel Prize winning physics thesis.

The book shows what happens when a pot smoking sheriff, an insane B-movie actress, a guilt ridden psychiatrist and a biologist interested in the migratory patterns of rats, all living in a sleepy northern California town (Moore is from San Francisco) face a one hundred foot long, five thousand year old sea monster who traps his/her prey by making the victims deliriously horny. OK, weird. It gets better. Throw in a murder, a drug cartel, a blues singer and a cult and you get a great book.

This was a great, easy read. It was funny, dirty and illogical. All that makes a book mindless but very fun. The one liners will actually make you laugh out loud. This is not the first Christopher Moore book I read and not the best, but it definitely was worth the three hours to read.

By the way, did I mention the pharmacist who had a sexual fetish for fish?