I want a collection of very fine hats. I'm sad though my two favorite hats have disappeared into the abyss. They were a paint spattered castro hat with a tiger on it I got from the zoo with my mom, and the other a blue-grey embroidered baseball cap from my taxidermy school.
But I do still have my Fruits Basket shigure hat, and soon I shall have a purple camo bucket hat. And on my hatless days, I shall spike my mohawk...
If I were in Detroit instead of Pittsburgh, I could probably be convinced to wear an octopus on my head.