Hello – it’s me!!
That’s me looking to my right … amazed at what is about to happen.
You see, Dad’s been preachin’ about the importance of protecting his head from the damaging rays of El Sol … the sun. He keeps telling me that his once-thick-and-utterly-lush head of hair devolved into a sparse wasteland of stubble occasionally freshened by a lathering of Pert Shampoo. Dad tells me that to protect what is left (#notmuch) he needs to wear a hat.
Then you see him with a hat, and you say to yourself “well, hey, what would happen if my particularly soft head of fur vacated my portly frame?”
In other words, I began to ask for a hat.
My friend Amy came to the rescue … along with treats and toys she brought me a coveted hat. At first, I was stunned by the gesture.
Then I turned to show my appreciation to my dear friend … Amy.
I know, I’m a sharp-dressed man, #amirite?
These are divisive times … Nazi’s are running unfettered through the streets of college towns, Yacht Rock Radio on SiriusXM has too narrow a playlist, and the Chicago Bears still aren’t a very good football team. Amid all the gloom-and-doom, happiness is out there, waiting to be discovered … in the form of a hat.
So, a tip of the hat to my friend Amy, for making the world a better place.