I am a man of constant sorrow.

Whatapopshat.

Watsonburger was a small group of hamburger stands that started as Watson's Drive-In in Denison, Texas in the 1950s. It was right next door to the majestic (now demolished and gone) Denison High School. The family 'borrowed' some ideas from "Whataburger" (for which they got in some legal troubles later, IIRC), and opened several new hamburger restaurants as Watsonburgers, mainly along Highway 75 in north Texas and southern Oklahoma. Most are gone now, but a few remain.

I dined at the one in Sherman, Texas yesterday (Original Burger and fresh-made onion rings), and bought this hat. A good meal and a nice cap make a great lunch combo.

The criminal under my hat.

Ce n'est pas un casque légal de bicyclette.

Plantation Hat

Lunch at Williams' Tavern (c. 1832), Washington, Arkansas. Home of the Bowie Knife (not the tavern, but the blacksmith down by the giant magnolia tree). Gov. Winthrop Rockefeller began the effort to turn Washington into sort of a "Williamsburg of the Ozarks". Interesting place... a whole town designated as a state park and historic site.

Why Pop has hats.

Out of necessity.

Well, not entirely true. I've been dedicated to hat-wearing as long as I can remember, but it is no longer an option (or fashion accessory).

- Posted from my iPhone

Paschal Pop!

My new Ecuadorian hat ("Panama"), with Havana crease, debuting as my Easter bonnet. I purchased this direct from Ecuador early last winter, and it has been biding its time, waiting for spring. Spring has sprung, and so has my new chapeau.

I like it very much, and am now willing to move up to a higher grade weave.

Go fish.

This is my unstructured baseball cap from Cabelas, sans any sort of logo. It's yellow-gold in color to help Mrs. Pop locate me in a crowd.

I have affixed a small green button on the front that says simply, "fish". No one has asked.