WHERE'S MY HAT?!

[A brief reminder that my book, An Occasional Walker, is available at this link.] 

I usually take off my hat when I take a shower, and sometimes I take off my hat when I'm having sex. But mostly I wear my hat except when it falls off when I'm sleeping. So, imagine my outrage to find myself bare uncovered on top.



All I could do was growl.





But then I figured that even though I am the spitting image of Tupac Amaru, a major Peruvian hero of note, I don't look anything as good as an eight year old Chilean girl named America.

Go ahead, cariña, wear that hat.

A gentle reminder that my book, An Occasional Walker, is available at the link here:

http://www.amazon.com/Occasional-Walker-D-W/dp/0987761501/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1331063095&sr=1-1

And here are some reviews and comments on said book:

http://nodhimmitude.blogspot.com/2012/04/dagness-at-noon.html