i am a rock...i am an island.
My mama told me
Son to be polite
Take your hat off
When you walk inside
But the winds of change
They fill the air
And you can't set your hat down
Just anywhere
these are a few lyrics from lyle lovett song that came to my mind a couple of weeks ago. they have returned often ever since.
i was always taught to understand that it is polite to remove one's hat when entering a building. sometimes it requires real dedication to remain true to one's principles. hat hair can be quite embarrassing, especially as one's hair thins due to age. nevertheless, i have always attempted to be polite and pass on this lesson in manners to my six-year-old son.
i often find that people around here are not likely to remove their head coverings. it is uncommon for someone to do so. i have determined that it is because i work and shop in this bastion of liberalism that is austin. just look at the way they dress, and the way they act; it is obvious that they have no respect for themselves...how can they be expected to have any respect for anyone (or anywhere) else? i'm left to lament my surroundings.
a few weeks ago, i went to west texas for david's wedding. oh, yeah. sarah was involved, too. well, on saturday morning we stopped at a little restaurant in alpine named magoo's. i highly recommend it as they made me the best breakfast tacos i've had in a very long time. anyway, as i pass through the front door into the restaurant; i instinctively remove my hat as a courtesy that i expect to be commonplace in this haven of traditional custom, conservatism, and chivalry known as west texas. i am sad to report that no one else in the restaurant had removed his hat. cowboy hat, ball cap, or funny little west texas tall-cap-with-a-short-brim thing i only see in the sticks. what is that thing anyway? it looks stupid. i wouldn't even know where to get one...i guess the feed store. the only thing i didn't see was a yarmulke, but i wasn't taking an inventory either. they all just sat their eating with their heads covered as if this were the proper thing to be doing on a saturday morning in alpine.
i left my hat in my hand and threw my previous expectation to the wind.
maybe everyone thinks lyle will show up and steal their hats.?
Son to be polite
Take your hat off
When you walk inside
But the winds of change
They fill the air
And you can't set your hat down
Just anywhere
these are a few lyrics from lyle lovett song that came to my mind a couple of weeks ago. they have returned often ever since.
i was always taught to understand that it is polite to remove one's hat when entering a building. sometimes it requires real dedication to remain true to one's principles. hat hair can be quite embarrassing, especially as one's hair thins due to age. nevertheless, i have always attempted to be polite and pass on this lesson in manners to my six-year-old son.
i often find that people around here are not likely to remove their head coverings. it is uncommon for someone to do so. i have determined that it is because i work and shop in this bastion of liberalism that is austin. just look at the way they dress, and the way they act; it is obvious that they have no respect for themselves...how can they be expected to have any respect for anyone (or anywhere) else? i'm left to lament my surroundings.
a few weeks ago, i went to west texas for david's wedding. oh, yeah. sarah was involved, too. well, on saturday morning we stopped at a little restaurant in alpine named magoo's. i highly recommend it as they made me the best breakfast tacos i've had in a very long time. anyway, as i pass through the front door into the restaurant; i instinctively remove my hat as a courtesy that i expect to be commonplace in this haven of traditional custom, conservatism, and chivalry known as west texas. i am sad to report that no one else in the restaurant had removed his hat. cowboy hat, ball cap, or funny little west texas tall-cap-with-a-short-brim thing i only see in the sticks. what is that thing anyway? it looks stupid. i wouldn't even know where to get one...i guess the feed store. the only thing i didn't see was a yarmulke, but i wasn't taking an inventory either. they all just sat their eating with their heads covered as if this were the proper thing to be doing on a saturday morning in alpine.
i left my hat in my hand and threw my previous expectation to the wind.
maybe everyone thinks lyle will show up and steal their hats.?
posted by cm at 10/25/2006
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