loopsandmoreloops reblogged your post: Happy Towel Day all you hoopy froods.  Hopefully…

What is towel day?

Just kind of a celebration/tribute to Douglas Adams (author of the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy). 

In the book there’s a whole thing about how towels are just incredibly useful things. Here’s the entry from the Guide (from Wikipedia).

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 hoopyFord 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.)[3]
—Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

I hope that helps! ^_^

bioticbootyshaker:

It’s a case of same shit, different week.

Bills caught up with us again, and we have next to nothing left. As it stands, my brother will have about $20 to last him two weeks. There’s nothing that I hate more than asking people for money, considering it’s a struggle for everyone at the moment, and my friends on here have been more than generous already. I feel like you guys are carrying me, and it makes me feel really, really awful (but entirely grateful to you guys! ;3;)

If anyone can help, the paypal is seijuro_hiko2005@yahoo.com

if not, I totally understand, and I’m so sorry I keep doing this. :\