Heads up everybody! I just purchased this here hat! It's a french pith helmet, which means it has a wide brim, is well ventilated and is made from pith or cork. This one is made from wood grown in Vietnam, where the hat is also assembled. Rest assured, it is not any next sweat shop Vietnam hat. Pith helmets are awesome because:
- Explorers wear them
- Their wide brim keeps of the elements
- They are relatively waterproof
- They are super sturdy (Like a hat shaped helmet)
- You can dip them in water and the pith absorbs it and cools you off when it evaporates.
I bought this hat with some left over Christmas money, because spending Christmas money on sensible things is against the rules. It's part of a decision I've made to accumulate a wide inventory of hats. I'm currently considering purchasing a fez (the hat of the oppressors), but I'm not sure how much I'd wear it. I'm going to wait a while for my hat-orientated excitement to simmer down. I do like piths, and I like to think I may own a few at some point. The few would include this one, which is sick on a level. I went for the flat brim because I thought it was more casual, but this hat is awesome. In fact, check out all the piths, and vote for your favourite!
If you're getting bored of hats, turn back here. I'm basically wearing my helmet whilst hacking through a jungle of headgear with my literary machete. We might not all make it back in one piece.
Ruth Lovell is coming home soon, and she has been phoning me. She has been phoning me on the probably two decades old phone my awesome dad recently installed in my room, which has the wheel where you have to turn it for each number and it makes a fun winding sound. Anyway, Ruth and I have been communicating through phones and Skype. Guess what we have been talking about.
Yes. Hats.
It started with me excitedly telling Ruth excited trivia regarding my new hat, and then sending her this link, which she liked. I think that this hat would suit Ruth very well. We then shouted each other for around an hour and a half about hats whilst jumping from link to link and style to style. There were a lot of ugly berets involved, and we resolved that bowlers and top hats made from anything other than felt were not cool. I decided that Grade Eight Panama Gamblers are very cool.
They're setting up a thoroughly lame writing competition at school that is centered around the Olympics, but me and Glover figured that if we enter, we might be the only two. I'm not sure how serious / committed he is, but the idea is that I'll write an article petitioning for more hats in the Olympics, and he'll write something demanding a greater involvement of cats within the Olympics. Basically, we're competing with each other. My far fetched desire is that I will win, get an awesome prize and have to read out my piece in assembly wearing my pith helmet. Just about everything is at its best when wearing a pith helmet, and this also applies to the awesome weekend away I'm going on with my youth. I'm going to win all the outdoor activities with the help of my protective headpiece, I'm going to win all of the card games with the morale boost it provides, and I'll probably take it off while we're giving Deo Soali all his Gloria. I'm am super flippin' duper excited. Also tomorrow's English lesson is cake Friday. Super flippin' duper.
