Now, this is not going to be a treatise on towels. And it's definitely not going to be something along the lines of h2g2 because I won't be teaching you how to perform martial arts with your towel or carry emergency vitamins on it. I simply wish to describe what I expect from my towels.

So what makes a perfect towel? Well, first and foremost, it must be very good at absorbing water. That seems to be the raison d'être of the thing anyway. In addition, it must be good at absorbing a lot of it. You know those towels that, as soon as you start drying yourself off, feel like they've absorbed all the water they can and you keep wiping but it feels like nothing's happening? I hate those. A towel must not give the feeling that it's not absorbing water; it makes for a most miserable after-shower experience. Secondly, and this is very important, a towel must have, on either side, a different and distinctly recognizable pattern. One of my towels, for example, is plain on one side and has a pattern on the other. This allows me to maintain the two sides of the towel for different purposes and any reasonable person can see the advantages of that. Thirdly, the towel should not be too soft. In most cases, I've found that towels that are too soft are usually the perpetrators of the first immoral act I mentioned - it doesn't feel like they're absorbing any water. Lastly, you must also get a towel of the right size. Too long and it'll be touching the floor while you're drying yourself off (the very thought makes me shudder); too short and you won't be able to comfortably wrap it around your waist, which will be awkward let me assure you.

Good towels make us happy are an essential part of life and I think it's important to recognize that. This entry celebrates those towels.

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