My beret
I found my hat. Or someone found it. It was sitting in the hallway outside the coat closet, so I picked it up, and I’m wearing it right now.
You don’t know what a big deal this is. This is the only hat I own that has ever fit me. Baseball caps, even large ones, fit like yarmulkes. I groan every time I find out that the free giveaway at an event is a hat.
My father, who stands several-plus inches shorter than I (and is shrinking, I think), has an even larger head circumference. He once spent approximately the GNP of Finland on a custom Stetson, I believe, and it comically rests on the bridge of my nose when I try to wear it.
This is the curse of the McGee head. These massive skulls. My brother has one. My son has one, the uncomfortable details of which I’m sure my wife could inform you about. And yet — and yet — I was treated for a Chiari Malformation last year. My brain was literally too big for this head.
Don’t worry, I won’t let that fact go to my head.
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October 1st, 2007 at 6:59 am
“I know I was born and I know that I’ll die, the in-between is mine.” - Pearl Jam
“Chiari Malformation”–What’s that?
Funny, yes, I’ve got the same problem. I know what you mean but I just don’t ever wera hats. I remember being 11 and going int oa big/tall man’s store for western wear with my Dad and even the largest stetson didn’t fit me. Funny, my head doesn’t look too big but it surely is–mainly in the back going out from the neck. Shoot! I wish I was smarter then!!
October 1st, 2007 at 9:33 am
A Chiari Malformation is a congenital condition in which your cerebellar tonsils compress your brainstem, due to there not being enough space inside your skull.
October 2nd, 2007 at 10:52 am
I’ve got the opposite problem. All hats are too big for me. I can wear my 2 year old’s hats with no problem. And my brain fits just fine in my puny head.
Don’t worry. I won’t let that fact unravel my ego.