Archer took to wearing this hat my Grandmother Betty knit for me ages ago. He usually pulls it down over his face and rides/walks around like this. I guess he just needs to block out the world sometimes. (I’ve tested him; he can see and breath still!)
Reminds me of Dumb Donald from Fat Albert
What a character! I can only imagine him at 16. The idea of a late night host seems more and more likely.