In the confluence of coincidental numbers, it has been 14 years since The Salmon of Doubt was published.  That means that I had been waiting 14 years to read it (I had this thing about saving the last Douglas Adams book for fear of having no more new Douglas Adams to read).  I had also waited 14 years from the publication of the second Dirk Gently book (The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul in 1998) to the publication of The Salmon of Doubt in 2002.  14 x 3 = 42.  And my next Scide Splitters review was due to appear on May 25th, a.k.a. Towel Day.  So I took the hint and reviewed The Salmon of Doubt for my May Scide Splitters.

But if that is not enough to stir Dirk Gently’s sense of the interconnectedness of all things, while I was writing my review yesterday, my water heater stopped working.  So what, you ask?  Well, three years ago, when I wrote my only other Towel Day post (so far) for Amazing Stories, my water heater broke, resulting in the following semi-true story, The Ghost of Towel Day Yet to Come: A True Story (sort of).

Believe or don’t believe, as you see fit, or get yourself an electric monk to believe for you.  As for me, I must go figure out why my cat is missing.  I suspect that either the cat was involved in a strange quantum event or maybe I don’t own a cat.  It is one of those, I am sure, and I should have this solved by the end of the day.

Happy Towel Day!