Sombrero Fallout, by Richard Brautigan.
I regard this as his best work. It was produced late in his career, published 1977, and damn hard to find nowadays. I think it's out of print (could be wrong), but maybe you can locate an edition in a used bookstore. But it is a fine work. The first paragraph is one of the quirkiest and grabbiest I've ever read:
"A sombrero fell out of the sky and landed on the Main Street of town in front of the mayor, his cousin and a person out of work. The day was scrubbed clean by the desert air. The sky was blue. It was the blue of human eyes, waiting for something to happen. There was no reason for the sombrero to fall out of the sky. No airplane or helicopter was passing overhead and it was not a religious holiday."
caw
I regard this as his best work. It was produced late in his career, published 1977, and damn hard to find nowadays. I think it's out of print (could be wrong), but maybe you can locate an edition in a used bookstore. But it is a fine work. The first paragraph is one of the quirkiest and grabbiest I've ever read:
"A sombrero fell out of the sky and landed on the Main Street of town in front of the mayor, his cousin and a person out of work. The day was scrubbed clean by the desert air. The sky was blue. It was the blue of human eyes, waiting for something to happen. There was no reason for the sombrero to fall out of the sky. No airplane or helicopter was passing overhead and it was not a religious holiday."
caw
