MAD HATTER ... AT 7TH AND MONTANA!

They say two heads are better than one.  Too bad the same can't be said of hats.  Ladies and Gentlemen, meet the Mad Hatter, an anonymous newcomer who made the scene at 7th and Montana this morning wearing a ski hat pulled over a baseball cap and halfway down his head.  He stumbled across 7th Street, like a man wearing a blindfold, and took a seat at the next table over.  "Get your camera ready," muttered Joyce.  But she didn't need to alert me.  His odor -- a perfume that could be bottled and sold as Eau de Nuthouse -- had already announced his arrival.  Some say he was just another unfortunate fashion victim, but I say 'hats off' to him.  He spent the morning reading out loud from a book on Quantum Chaos Theory ...