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Puzzlers Corner: Let's Tans Deluxe

     Carley urged me to mention a game which she downloaded the other day. The name of it is Let's Tans Deluxe. It has nothing to do with tanning beds or lying on the beach. It is a puzzle game in which you try to fit various geometric shapes into other patterns. From the perspective of a shooter dude, this game appears to be the result of holding a roomful of high-school geometry teachers captive, torturing them and making them work with programmers while chained to a dungeon wall.
      There are a huge variety of difficulty levels, from Kids, Juniors, all the way to Einstein level. There are 10 varieties of puzzles with an example being the chore of looking at a white silhouette and reproducing the shape from the colored tiles at your disposal. In another type, you have to drag a shaped mask, rotate it as needed and capture seven different colored 'tans'.
    With the 10 categories and a minimum of 70 puzzles per each one, there are close to 1000 puzzles in this game, for free. Some categories have a whopping 200 puzzles. It is an exceptional value and my wife loves it. It bores me to tears to even talk about puzzle games for the simple reason that these foolish humans expect the player to think. This is uncomfortably close to work. Ludicrous, at least for a shooter. To my jaded palate, puzzles are something to be used to keep brainy people quiet while I shoot zombies. Ha, ha.
     Hey, let me give a shout to the folks who made Desert Zombie. Please update the game so that it will save our progress. Thanks.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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