In memory of the hoopiest frood in all the cosmos — Douglas Adams — and with eternal gratitude for his contributions to literature, today the universe celebrates Towel Day. So grab a towel and join the throngs of cosmic hitchhikers who are striving to appreciate the wonders of the universe on less than thirty Altarian dollars a day.
That evening it was dark early, which was normal for the time of year. It was cold and windy, which was normal.
It started to rain, which was particularly normal.
A spacecraft landed, which was not.
Douglas Adams is just this guy, you know?
