Am I the only one who doesn’t get the science of cowboy hats?
Jim and I played for Farmers Market the weekend of the Rodeo Parade.
I wanted Jim to get a new hat. He said “What’s wrong with this one. It’s lived-in and it fits my head. What more do ya need from a hat?” Jim’s hat is all misshaped and bent and, worse, it had ugly brown sweat marks on it. EWE!
Jim’s defense is to ask, “Do you have any idea how long it took get it this way? It takes years of sweat and hard work!” But I dragged him to the western wear store in town. I picked a hat for him.
He said “Now ain’t that cute. It would look real nice ... on you.” I spotted a rack of hats that were his “style” (and I use the term loosely). When I got up close, all the hats were colored with brown sweat marks where Jim’s hat had the real thing! They were “scrunchables.” Jim insists that a good hat must be “moldable” into the shape that fits your personality. To compound the felony, they cost $60 to get the same hat that was on Jim’s head for decades of sculpting and fermenting into the finished product! It’s like those beat up, torn, and stained jeans people pay a fortune for. Go figure.
Jim, who couldn’t care less, is a fashion statement right up there with them “pretty boys” in the Rodeo.