Certainly not willingly. But I ran into a towel shortage. Somehow yesterday the three of us went through 8 clean towels. I don’t really know how, and I am not kidding. Now with two swim campers and Dad’s Monday trip to the gym lurking, I thought it best to restock.

Last Monday was my first day back to work, as you may recall, and I like to work out at lunch at the gym on the studio lot. I did my usual hour workout and finished drenched in sweat. Just then I realized I forgot my towel. (Perhaps it’s revenge for disliking the movie of “Hitchhiker’s Guide”?) Anyway, few things make you feel more humble than showering and then drying with coarse, crunchy industrial paper towels.