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May 25th, while not the most logical of dates on the face of it, nevertheless is a holiday known to many geeks as Towel Day. It commemorates the life and creative work of a medium sized ape-descended life form from an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet orbiting a small unregarded yellow sun in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy named Douglas Adams. Towel Day does not occur on either of the days in which Adams entered or unexpectedly left this universe, nor does it occur on any numerological significant date relating to his books, radio, television, video games, or movies. It happens every year two weeks after the anniversary of his death. So it goes -- Wait, wrong author. On Towel Day, all of Adams' fans are encouraged to carry a towel around with them, or to at least know where their towel is, following the great tradition of hitchhiking, traveling, managing, and adventuring laid out in his work. Naturally, this got us to thinking about all the hoopy (really together guy) froods (really amazingly together guys) that we know in fiction that really know where their towels are. You know, the characters who you could drop off anywhere and anywhen in the space time continuum, and come back in an hour and they'd already be lounging in perfect confidence and opulence, knocking back something highly alcoholic. Any one 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 person to be reckoned with. This grid is dedicated to the many runners up, including, but not limited to Han Solo, Spider Jerusalem, Jack Harkness, Hob Gadling, Odysseus, Wesley, Moist Von Lipwig, Gambit, and Mal Reynolds.