i wore my cubs floppy hat whereever i went.
since then any time i wear my floppy hat i feel like im on vacation.
the other day at work we were about to do some gnarly shit.
i was sorta pissed off because i didnt see anything on the board telling us that we had anything gnarly planned for the afternoon and there we were flying to a scene and i was slightly stressed out,
which never happens as i am icy cool under pressure
and i took off my helmet and put on my floppy hat and it immediately relaxed me. mind over matter. or in this case mind over mind.
everything was fine until someone noticed on my cockpit cam and dude said in my earpeice
wtf you doing captain?
there was a time when when people talked about the xbi they talked about guys without vests on, without nightvision, and without fear.
guys so tough they wrote their phone numbers on the ass cheeks of the worst guys they caught
so when the cops found them hogtied and defeated they would know who to thank.
and there i was tens of thousands of feet above concrete being told to put on my helmet.
but what of my magic hat of relaxation i whispered
and dove with the sun behind me
so as to avoid a lot of shadow.