I would like to wish all you froods a most happy Towel Day, and to remind everyone else to keep banging the rocks together. Be sure to take your towel with you everywhere you go tomorrow and let the whole world see just what dorks some of us are.
It’s a pity, though, that Towel Day falls on a Thursday this year. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
What luck! I was cleaning my sweater for some jam that spilled down the front this morning, and now I have a towel which also is nutrient. Happy towelday everyone! (wheeee! spills some coffee on the sweater and runs into to the bathroom to make a menu out of the towel)
My husband is currently doing community service at a local Library (long story), and as such, has access to tons of books that they are just throwing out. You’d be SHOCKED at the stuff they throw out!!! :eek:
Yesterday, he gifted me with The Ultimate Hitchiker’s Guide - a hardcover - that has THGTTG, The Restaurant at the end of the Universe, Life the Universe and Everything, So Long and Thanks for all the Fish, and Young Zaphod Plays it Safe in one volume.
My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving universes.
(Also, shoutout to the Glorious 25th of May–truth, justice, freedom, reasonably-priced love, and a hard-boiled egg. Long live the People’s Republic of Treacle Mine Road!)