The Hat

So for weeks now I have been nagging the wife to buy me a hat. The sun here is brutal and when the boy and I go out for our Saturday morning jaunts all I have to protect my thinning head of hair is a baseball cap (free from the fine people at Guinness). Last week my friend ClaudiaofMiami heard my pain. So she promptly went out and bought me the stylish model above. It fits all my criteria. It's Black. Not Leather. Wide brimmed. Man, now I'm going to be raising the fashion bar on the archaeology circuit. It even clips up on the sides so I can perfect a tilted hat, rakish look that dazzles the park rangers who are the only other people awake at that time on a Saturday.

Now I have the hat and the gaziyah. All I need is the archaeology degree.