Time is an illusion. Lunchtime, doubly so.
As a dyed-in-the-wool hitchhiker and lifelong Douglas Adams fan (my junior high IRC name was "hooloovoo," a fact I can't believe I'm sharing with you now), I am forty-two kinds of excited to host, alongside Houston Programming Director Robert Saucedo, a Towel Day screening of Garth Jennings' 2005 adaptation The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy at Alamo Drafthouse Mason Park Houston on Monday, May 25.
What's Towel Day, you ask? It's a tribute to the incomparable humor, wit and wisdom of Hitchhiker's Guide author Douglas Adams, and a day that all hitchhikers should hold their all-important towels high:
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.
Come in your bathrobe and ready to recite your fave Vogon poetry for the opportunity to win some mostly harmless prizes. All attendees get a free towel! Can't beat that with a Babel fish.
I could do this all day, but I've gotta save some for the intro. Monday, May 25, 7:30, Mason Park! Be there and be a real hoopy frood!