It’s been raining / will continue to rain all week. To avoid certain tragedies such as RainBangs, a girl needs a good hat. Which I do not have. But then I remembered this thuggish thing that the kind young millionaire / shoe designer / son of Polo Ralph Lauren? gave me on the flight back from California, a consolation prize for the fact that I’d been puking for four hours. Thanks, millionaire! Thanks, hat!