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Happy Towel Day!

Happy Towel Day to all of you hoopy froods!

Here's a video for the day:



And here's a quote for the day...


"Yes," said the old man, pausing to gaze hopelessly round the room. "Ten million years of planning and work gone just like that. Ten million years, Earthman... can you conceive of that kind of time span? A galactic civilization could grow from a single worm five times over in that time. Gone." He paused.

"Well that's bureaucracy for you," he added.

"You know," said Arthur thoughtfully, "all this explains a lot of things. All through my life I've had this strange unaccountable feeling that something was going on in the world, something big, even sinister, and no one would tell me what it was."

"No," said the old man, "that's just perfectly normal paranoia. Everyone in the Universe has that."

"Everyone?" said Arthur. "Well, if everyone has that perhaps it means something! Perhaps somewhere outside the Universe we know..."

"Maybe. Who cares?" said Slartibartfast before Arthur got too excited. "Perhaps I'm old and tired," he continued, "but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied. Look at me: I design coastlines. I got an award for Norway."

He rummaged around in a pile of debris and pulled out a large perspex block with his name on it and a model of Norway moulded into it.

"Where's the sense in that?" he said. "None that I've been able to make out. I've been doing fjords in all my life. For a fleeting moment they become fashionable and I get a major award."

He turned it over in his hands with a shrug and tossed it aside carelessly, but not so carelessly that it didn't land on something soft.

"In this replacement Earth we're building they've given me Africa to do and of course I'm doing it with all fjords again because I happen to like them, and I'm old fashioned enough to think that they give a lovely baroque feel to a continent. And they tell me it's not equatorial enough. Equatorial!" He gave a hollow laugh. "What does it matter? Science has achieved some wonderful things of course, but I'd far rather be happy than right any day."

"And are you?"

"No. That's where it all falls down of course."


- from Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

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litlover12
May. 25th, 2013 03:54 pm (UTC)
Poor Slartibartfast. And happy Towel Day!
eldritchhobbit
May. 26th, 2013 01:22 pm (UTC)
Poor Slartibartfast indeed!

And I hope you had a great one, too! :)

Edited at 2013-05-26 01:22 pm (UTC)
agentxpndble
May. 25th, 2013 05:55 pm (UTC)
Happy Towel Day! Wish you were here with me at Wiscon... :(
eldritchhobbit
May. 26th, 2013 01:23 pm (UTC)
Oh, I wish I were, too! Have fun for yourself - and for me, as well! Sending good thoughts your way.
lizziebelle
May. 25th, 2013 08:03 pm (UTC)
Ah, good ol' Douglas Adams. One of my all-time favorite writers. It's too bad he hated writing so much, because he was rather good at it.
eldritchhobbit
May. 26th, 2013 01:23 pm (UTC)
He was rather good, wasn't he? :)
internet_sampo
May. 26th, 2013 02:41 am (UTC)
My favorite:

Slartibartfast: You must come with me.
Arthur Dent: Who are you?
Slartibartfast: What? No. My name's not important. You must come with me, or you'll be late.
Arthur Dent: Late for what?
Slartibartfast: Well, um, what's your name Earthman?
Arthur Dent: Dent. Arthur Dent.
Slartibartfast: Well, late as in *the late* Dentarthurdent. It's a sort of threat. You see?
Arthur Dent: No.
Slartibartfast: Your friends are safe, you can trust me.
Arthur Dent: Trust a man who won't even tell me his name?
Slartibartfast: Well, um, my name is, um, it's
[hurriedly]
Slartibartfast: Slartibartfast.
Arthur Dent: What?
Slartibartfast: I *said* it wasn't important.
eldritchhobbit
May. 26th, 2013 01:24 pm (UTC)
LOL! I do love that! ("It's a sort of threat. You see?" <3)
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