Oops, going off topic and flaming an advertiser. After it was all said and done, they paid me every time on time. Even through the DOS attacks. But the hats were actually a huge source of entertainment for me. What to do with a hat that you could not giveaway to someone you know? Yes, someone you don't know. Or kinda know. There is this Hmong strawberry grower, about a block from my house, on this main road. I drive by his strawberry field and shack every day. So since I bought his strawberries I thought he would really like a nice white CRIS hat, being a strawberry farmer and all. He eyes just lit up when I gave it to him. He said thank you, but I think his English stopped there. He looked at the logo and was impressed. Every day I drove by the strawberry stand he was wearing it. Towards the end of the season it was not so white anymore. Then during the offseason someone broke into the strawberry shack and stole his beloved hat.
This was some time ago, when I had about 20 of the damn things. I was commuting, and on the freeway on ramp there was this home challenged person. Shopping cart and all. He looked pretty crusty and possibly had not been near bathing facilities for weeks. Sadly I had no food for his work, but the next best thing, a nice white CRIS cap. You talk about enthused. He was used to getting flipped off, maybe a buck here and there. I give him this shiny brand new white hat. He asked what the company was, but in a less coherent way, and I said some company that kicked me to the curb, so he laughes and says fuckem. Maybe God Bless You also. Probably wasted that on me. But everyday he was sitting on the noncarpool lane entrance he was walking up to cars with his stylish CRIS hat. Not surprising his hat stayed white a few days longer than the strawberry farmers.
But my crowning glory, a true FROG masterpiece was capping our village idiot. It was this was chic back in the middle ages. You were not a true village without an idiot. So we have one. At least that is what I know him as. He rides one of those big tricycles. Has a nice basket on the back. He gathers some useful stuff, plastic bottles and aluminum cans. Gets lot of trash and sticks. Been doing this since 1990, at least that is when I first viewed him. Sometimes he has this Grizzly Adams look, not strung out on coke but all bearded and hairy. Maybe more like a castaway looking for Wilson. Never wears a shirt unless someone gives him one. He has the Margot Kidder look down. Not sure what his story is because he sort of grunts when you approach him. Not wanting to have him bite me I just set the hat on the ground and backed off. Like all my other chosen few he was thrilled. So my experiment in perspective was complete. While I thought the hats were cheap trash, others loved them. My village idiot still trikes around gathering sticks and branches. He waers that CRIS hat with pride. I have a few left anyone want one?
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