The Cat in the Hat

The inside of my skull can be a dark place at times so I like to adorn the outside in debonair fashion. I developed a penchant for hats when I was routinely depilated by weapons grade chemo. My hair always grew back—wish I could say the same for my axons and dendrites—but I’ve been wearing headgear ever since.

Guess which one of these jaunty numbers I bought for this summer. If you’re correct it will confirm your Holmes-like intellect.

Panama Jack
Bad Hair Day
Made Man

9 thoughts on “The Cat in the Hat

  1. When you said Holmes, I was looking for a felt-with-flaps number. I thought you were planning for evenings in Santa Cruz! The one you chose is very nice, though I think you looked pretty good in the next two as well. Hope to see you this summer.

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