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The Legend of the Sparkly Hat

Anyone who has seen me in real life, seen pictures, or realized that the awesome cartoon at the top of this page is me, knows that I wear a sparkly hat almost all the time.

One day I a friend called to see if I wanted to check out "First Thursday". It's a monthly event here in Austin where the stores on South Congress stay open late and serve beer. Since none of them have a liquor license, they give away the alcohol for free.

RIP My Hat, 2005-2009

That thing served me well, and I hate to see it go. Todd, Vince, and I have been on the Pan Panamerican Road Trip for the past two weeks or so. We've been spending a lot of time in the Panamanian Highlands, where it's unbelievably windy. After chasing the hat down the road a couple times, I stopped wearing it so diligently.

And that's how I didn't notice when I left it in a hostel. I called a couple days later, realizing the hat's probable fate, and was told that he had seen it the day before, but that it was gone now.

I left my number, but it's been a few days. The hat is gone.