Marx Brothers

The Ghost of Towel Day Yet to Come: A True Story (sort of)

WHOOSH… A vaguely familiar sound woke me and I sat up in bed.  “What’s that noise?” I asked. “It’s a deadline,” said a translucent Douglas Adams, who for some reason was sitting in a chair drinking tea in my bedroom. “Are you sure?” “I should know,” he said. I dropped back to my pillow and […]