I hope you froods are enjoying a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster and avoiding Vogon poetry. When I graduated from high school 25 years ago this month, a friend gave me a towel. So appropriate for heading off into life. I passed the Age of Enlightenment (42) a year or so back and thought by now I would have the answer to life, the universe and everything. The answer turned out to be as inscrutable as it ever was but the journey has been a vast adventure.