Once upon an upside-down tea party, in the sideways realm of the Wordily Wonkaverse - a place where adjectives dined on verbs and metaphors rode unicycles - there thrived a gnarled tree called Absurdia that bore fruit of a peculiar variety: the preposterously delightful absurditastic literaturaniums. As an author-slash-dodo-whisperer, I’ve nibbled on the juicy and jumbled offerings of the Absurdia tree, and now, my…