Possible for others, impossible for thou.

Yes. Be happy and quit worrying about them. ;)

Mmmmm vampires..

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@pims @martincozzi @gillesdevaux fries!

*this is a test to see if the flame onion will appear on my homage page*

By the time this response is posted, probably 2 seconds.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee and/or waking up next to someone you don't know...

Depends

This sounds like too much work. I'll be born something random, undetermined by myself, free of brainstorming or ideology that currently exists today.

Paid to see stuff

Was smiledom large enough: of pixelated royalties
Boxes think me now incapable; confederates—
So empty for sway—wi' the Spring
To give it annual tribute, do it homage,
Subject its coronet to the gold medal and bend
The smiledom yet unbow'd—alas, poor inbox!—
To most ignoble responding.

Horror films..zomb..yeah...those stupid 'reality' shows on SyFy Channel, my roommate coming back after I fall asleep, the reflection of raccoons' eyes when you shine a flashlight at them, botfly maggot YouTube videos, people not wearing shoes on Bart, humpback whales swimming under you, the sound of balloons being filled (@jmcgough your desk and chair were challenging), the sight motionless of ship propellers underwater, our government's current direction, riots in other countries, awkward conversations when you've run out of things to say, expired foods, when the light turns yellow and you're almost there...

I think the other inmates would get to ya before I rescued you. Sorry son.

A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker 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 miniraft 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 avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); 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.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man 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 man to be reckoned with.

@horseebooks

Right now I'm where I need & want to be