"....it dosen't mean I got a long haired buffalo living in my back yard."- Ron White
Always leave driving the Yak to others when you've had too much to drink. This photo also shows why I've always traveled with an Indian blanket. You never know when you might need a pillow. Hey, would a Native American call it a 'me blanket?'
Good advice on the indigenous person's blanket, Vance.
ReplyDeleteIt reminds me of the cardinal bit of advice in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy -- "Always carry a towel."
According to The Guide: "A towel 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, 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.
By the way, Towel Day occurs in 27 days 11 hours 1 minutes 45 seconds (May 25, 2009)
ReplyDeleteI'm soooo there. I have my 'special' towel. The thing has travelled near and far with me on many adventures. Count me in.
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