Showing posts with label straw hats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label straw hats. Show all posts

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Gmail goodie


Sporting my NOLA sun bonnet.

Do you use GMAIL?  If so there is a new feature that you may have missed.  Click the settings icon (the gear on the upper right).  Half way down it says "configure in box".  If you click that, gmail will automatically sort your inbox into Primary (for your serious email) Social (for Facebook/tumblr.etc mail) and (for ads).  Sort the wheat from the chaff.

Toad

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

A confession

For years I have preached that straw boaters were appropriate for men only after they begin to collect full social security benefits. A hat that went out of fashion upon the death of John Dillinger (1934) is not for the young. Verily it's true, gravitas is necessary to keep the hat from wearing you.

Well, rules are meant to be broken, and I have broken mine...sort of.



I spent parts of several days searching for my copy of Mike, the Vanity Fair print shown above. I searched unsuccessfully, but looking at Mike's photo reminded me of my father, in the late '50's, taking me with him when he bought his boater. Passing that same shop last week, I stopped knowing I was leaving with a skimmer of my own.

Now that it's here I have come to several conclusions. First, I am surprised at how dressy it feels, it makes me stand up straighter and take notice. A skimmer needs a coat and tie to keep from becoming a cartoon hat. Next, I like it. It is cool, comfortable and feels good on. Finally, I have been right all along. Like love, it would be wasted on the young. Of course my bride hates it, and so the hat and I are going to age gracefully until our time comes.

Toad

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Remembrances

 Let us give thanks that a proper straw hat was eventually located but too late for it to make its debut at Galatoire's.  There is a heap of snow out my backdoor which will likely postpone spring for a week or so.  Photos may have to wait until after Easter.  Today brings a quick reminder of the anniversary of events past, while I recover from too much New Orleans.

Today is the 102nd birthday of local boy Thomas (Tennessee) Lanier Williams.  We covered his St. Louis roots last year.  Newcomers may catch up here. The year before I discovered his burial place, not terribly far from my grandparents.  That tale may is located here.


On a sadder note, John Kennedy Toole died on this date in 1969.  Toole, the author of A Confederacy of Dunces, won the Pulitzer Prize 10 years after his death for his tome. We honor his achievement each year on this date and give thanks for the quintessential New Orleans novel.     

Again many thanks for your well wishes.  There's no place like home!

Toad

Friday, March 30, 2012

new hat for my mule






I accidently hit enter when I should have ducked, and this magically appeared in readers around the globe. I quickly erased it and woke with regrets. While not at all what I intended, it does kind of work. Gives feed for another day as well.

Toad