Might be influenced by the Girl with the pearl earring
May 25th is Towel day. Happy towel day everyone – Celebrating Douglas Adam’s Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Cart introduced me to the idea of carrying a towel for this day and the first thing that I can think of was how crazy the idea was. But I’d do it anyways for the list of crazy things that I’d do for 2005.
What exactly is Towel day? Well, according to Douglas Adams
A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker 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 vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft 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 to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you – daft as a bush, but very ravenous); 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.
I brought a towel with me in my handbag, but I didnt really feel the need to use it for the day. But I’m sure there are many uses for it when the time comes. Maybe I’d fall off the motorcycle and I could use it as a sling … or wear it as a fashionable skirt … maybe wipe the smirk out off a jerk’s face … but in the meantime … *wears her towel on her head and prances around like an egyptian princess*