It's Stampede season again. I like the Stampy. The windows downtown are painted, the tourists are out in droves, the cowboy hats are in full effect, and free pancake breakfasts every day. If you work downtown, everything slows to a southern drawl and work doesn't seem to happen.
Even the Calgary police who patrol the streets downtown wear cowboy hats. Like the cops I saw on the way to work today. They busted a drug addict and they were going through his bag, pulling out needles and other various drug paraphernalia. It was sad, but had a light-hearted feeling because the cops were wearing their cowboy hats.
Cowboy hats seem to make the saddest situation seem a bit less sad. Next time I have to do something or deal with something sad, I should just put on a cowboy hat. Or a beenie helicopter hat. Those hats are funny too.
I do stuff. This is me writing about it.
1 comment:
Weird. So hard to imagine. That is, unless I think about the pride parade in SF... but those cops would be wearing buttless chaps.
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