Shortly after the death of Douglas Adams, author of the 5 volume Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy trilogy, fans and people with nothing better to do from across the universe arbitrarily selected May 25th to be Towel Day. If Adams taught us anything – and that’s a real “if”, not a rhetorical “if”, because no one is sure if he did or not – it is that second to the skinny hose attachment of a classic Kirby 1-CR vacuum cleaner, the single most useful item for any space traveler or potential space traveler, which two groups literally comprise the entire ambulatory population of the universe, is a towel.
Ergo, Towel Day. Because we honor Douglas Adams with our preparedness.
And since Earth, or whatever version of the original Earth we might possibly be living on, is daily threatened by the recent increase in galactic commuter traffic, we do not have a lot of time to celebrate. In fact, we have zero time to celebrate. We are doing fine if we just stay this side of PANIC. Here are a few celebration substitutes that should do the trick:
That’s about all you’ll have time for, as – oh no, not again – the Krikkit robots of Hactar are back. On the other hand – DON’T PANIC – there is always time for…
Enjoy the rest of Towel Day, and remember, if you see a planet-shaped object heading towards you with intent, duck.