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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Thursday, June 12

Arg!

Yesterday was Towel Day and I forgot to post about it.

Douglas Adams was/is a huge part of my life. He was a skillful writer who didn't so much like having to write as much as liked having written. He had a way of putting things that was at once artfully silly and perfectly visual. Here is a quote from Life, the Universe, and Everything:

"...a mind so twisted, it was actually spained."

Although I did know where my towel was all day, next year I will carry it with me, and tell anyone who is willing to listen how much Douglas Adams made the world a funnier place. And still is thanks to The Guide and Dirk Gently.

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