Do you have your towel?

I'm not reading all that white on black wall o' text. What's the Reader's Digest version?

(I have a towel in my cube with me now.)

I have a towel with me every day, everywhere I go.

especially in the tropics, with how much I sweat ... but really anywhere ... a towel is a good thing to have.

And yes I had an idea of the reference before I clicked the link, but who knew it was May 25 ...

actually I have 3 with me today in my cubical. Never know when you might need one of a different size right?

or even worse, what vogon constructor fleet might need to clear us away to make room for a Galactic Bypass. Bypasses have GOT to by built, right?  

Just for you uninformed folks (from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams...quoting The Hitchhikers 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 vapors; 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 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.

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.)

but whats the question?