in between: Happy Towelsday

The good taste of mine was presented today as my (twitter) timeline was full of these wishes, all asking if one had seen another crazy one walking around with an towel. Well, I haven't, although this didn't stop me from having one with me.
Especially on this day, May 25th, it may be important - you never know when you need one. The towelday is celebrated every 25 May as a tribute by fans of the late author Douglas Adams. So on this day, we - the fans - carry a towel with us to demonstrate our love for the books and/or the author, as referred to in Adams's The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
Since I'm already doing this book thing - well I thought I let you know, I'm that crazy.

But just in case you donÄt know and wonder why it is important to carry a towel:
A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is, is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
— Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

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