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What a great day. Star Wars was first released 25th of may 34 years ago.
Towel Day is celebrated every 25 May as a tribute by fans of the late author Douglas Adams. On this day, fans carry a towel with them to demonstrate their love for the books and the author, as referenced in Adams's The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
Plus, this lady who is smiling has a birthday! ANd you know, the best way to stay young is lying about your age so I am celebrating my 29th birthday again and again and again and again etc :)
"A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have." Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Happy 11th towel day.
ODC 5 mins from home
well technically this was actually 8 mins walk from home today, but that was because I had the two dogs, the pram and two sick kids, and I did get stopped by some pedestrian lights. I am sure that if I was solo would have been there in less than 5 mins!
In the background is a sculpture of a drive in movie screen, apparently there used to be one here.
Sass me. I totally know where my towel is.
So long, Douglas.
A towel, [The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy] 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.
PROUDLY FLY THE TOWEL!!
On the flight over to Vietnam from Melbourne, (April, 2012) knowing that International Towel Day was coming up, I planned ahead to take a picture cheerfully declaring that like all good Galactic Hitch-Hikers I jolly well KNOW WHERE MY TOWEL IS !!
Every year on May 25th fans of the late Science Fiction author Douglas Adams (11 March 1952 – 11 May 2001) celebrate his life and works by referencing the iconic indispensible, all purpose rectangular length of fabric as featured in that justly renowned epic of comedic Science Fiction, "The Hitch-Hiker's Guide To The Galaxy".
My Towely, by the way, was given to me on the occasion of my interview with Robbie Stamp, producer of the 2005 film adaptation of H2G2
Here is what the Guide has to say about towels and towel based activities:
"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 vapours; 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 hitchhiker 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.
Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)"
—Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
And yeah, I've Gimped in a bit of gltiz and glam to the picture, (Only yer actual, genuine digital enhancement!) wanna make something of it? You know the drill, march ten paces, turn, and flick your towel!
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish (1984) - Chapter 26
In a mute embrace, they drifted up till they were swimming among the misty wraiths of moisture that you can see feathering around the wings of an airplane but can never feel because you are sitting warm inside the stuffy airplane and looking through the little scratchy Plexiglas window while somebody else's son tries patiently to pour warm milk into your shirt.
I took this picture one day in advance of the 2014's towel day. The clouds that day were just what I had been waiting for. So I grabed my gear and went to a field outside of Osnabrück.
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One Yongnuo 560 II camera left through white umbrella
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 mindbogglingly 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.
- Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
Marvin, I think, was doing a little bit of everything mentioned above here.
Happy Towel Day!
Happy Towel Day. I'm downtown trying to hitch a ride with a spaceship. No luck yet, but it's okay: I know where my towel is.
Here's my towel, as I'm a bit froody. I'll be carrying him around all day as part of Towel Day.
Towel day celebrates the work of Douglas Adams: www.towelday.org/
Arthur blinked at the screens and felt he was missing something important. Suddenly he realized what it was.
“Is there any tea on this spaceship?” he asked.
-- Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
"The Haggunennons of Azizatus Three have the most impatient chromosomes of any life-forms in the galaxy. Where as most races are content to evolve slowly and carefully over thousands of generations - discarding a prehensile toe here, nervously hazarding another nostril there, the Haggunennons would do for Charles Darwin what a squadron of Arcturan Stunt-Apples would have done for Sir Isaac Newton. Their genetic structure, based on the quadruple-striated octo-helix, is so chronically unstable, that far from passing their basic shape onto their children, they will quite frequently evolve several times over lunch. But they do this with such reckless abandon that if, sitting at table, they are unable to reach a coffee spoon, they are liable without a moments consideration to mutate into something with far longer arms - but which is probably quite incapable of drinking the coffee. This, not unnaturally, produces a terrible sense of personal insecurity and a jealous resentment of all stable life-forms, or “filthy rotten stinking samelings” as they call them. They justify this by claiming that as they have personally experienced what it is like to be virtually everybody else they can think of, they are in a very good position to appreciate all their worst points. This appreciation is usually military in nature and is carried out with unmitigated savagery from the gunrooms of their horribly beweaponed, chameleoid death flotilla. Experience has shown that the most effective way of dealing with any Haggunennon you may meet is to run away… terribly fast. " - The Book
'The Hitch-Hiker's Guide To The Galaxy', Fit The Sixth, first broadcast on BBC Radio 4, 12th April 1978.
A year ago today I did something similar.
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The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Chapter 3, Douglas Adams
"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 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."
Today is "Towel Day"
To quote the towelday.org/ website:
"Towel Day is an annual celebration on the 25th of May, as a tribute to the late author Douglas Adams (1952-2001). On that day, fans around the universe proudly carry a towel in his honour."
The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy
"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 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."
Douglas Adams
Die Flotte der Vogonen taucht auf, um die Erde zwecks Baus einer galaktischen Hyperraum-Expressroute zu zerstören.
Aufgenommen am Morgen des 25. Mai, Towel Day.
Just an illustration attempt :)
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I know where my towel is today - do you?
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I took my towel with me everywhere I went. It came in handy after eating a bag of chips at the seaside.
In keeping with everything Adams i am about to recite some Vogon Poetry to anyone in the family who will listen.
...by attemping to hitch a ride into the galaxy. No luck again! See last year's try below.
Photo taken for Today's Posting #564 International Towel Day.
And for six word story
And for Sliders Sunday. HSS everyone!
Applied a slight HDRish effect and selective color using Ribbet.
Soya "celebrating" towel day. Actually she didn't mind wearing the towel. I put it on her back and she happily ran around the house without removing it.
Happy Towel Day to all my Hoopy Frood Flickr Friends!
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Royal Portrait Orig:
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#42 #DontPanic