celebrate Towel Day

What’s most delightful is that it was actually very handy. I used it to dry my hair because it was raining like hell, then I tied it around some nice rock concert posters I stole, then I used it as a small bag to carry my gloves.

Douglas is Great.

I forgot to take a towel to work, and had to make do with a paper towel tucked into my pocket. Then when I got home I found that our water had been switched off for maintenance, and it’s still not switched back on, thus negating the need to make anything dry and pushing all towel-related thoughts to the back of my mind.

I’m gutted.

However, I did read What Would Beth Ditto Do? in the Guardian yesterday advising a reader that, with the addition of a stretch belt, even a towel can be a dress. So maybe next year I’ll do that. _{I’ll probably be working from home and no one will see me anyway.}

I didn’t even know it was Towel Day, and I don’t have a towel with me. I am not a hoopy frood. I’m going to make the best of a bad situation and get a paper towel. That’s the best I can do.

::hangs head in shame::

I will remember.

I have several warped students ready to do it too. I have it all picked out and ready.

I wimped out on carrying my towel. But I enjoyed reading about other folks doing it!

How sad.

while porting my towel around (a small plain white affair, very utilitarian) but at least the earth didn’t get demolished or anything.

See here.

Rouenpucelle and I spent Towel Day afternoon in a cemetery, carrying special foodstuffs in a towel, making little towel sculptures of Rodrugg, and talking about our to-do lists.