Thursday, May 12, 2005

Hipsters Beware

I got this from a blog and it's so funny how both applies to me somehow. I got it from this thing called The Hipster Handbook:

5 Clues that YOU are NOT a Hipster
1. You teach Sunday School. (hey, it's a ministry!)
2. You are a big fan of the suburbs and vinyl siding. (not true!)
3. You have a special 'spill shirt' that you wear when you eat dinner at night. (not true either!)
4. You read novels with raised lettering on their covers. (joy luck club is one of them!)
5. You eat at Popeye's on a regular basis. (mmm... chikin!)
6. You work in an office building that has a man-made pond and a fountain in its front lot. (nope, seems more like an apartment and a trike bay in front!)

6 Clues that YOU are a Hipster
1. You graduated from a liberal arts school whose football team hasn't won a game since the Reagan administration. (technically true since i don't live in the states!)
2. You frequently use the term "post-modern" (or its commonly used variation "PoMo") as an adjective, noun, and verb. (hey, there are only so many adjectives to describe poetry and art!)
3. You carry a shoulder-strap messenger bag and have at one time or another worn a pair of horn-rimmed or Elvis Costello-style glasses. (hahaha guilty as charged although my bag is in dire need of retirement!)
4. You have one Republican friend who you always describe as being your "one Republican friend." (nope, we flips love our democracy!)
5. Your hair looks best unwashed and you position your head on your pillow at night in a way that will really maximize your cowlicks. (partially true although admitting that would make me sound vain)
6. You own records put out by Matador, DFA, Definitive Jux, Dischord, Warp, Thrill Jockey, Smells Like Records, and Drag City. (i would if i enjoyed (assuming it is) indie music)


here's something else that's funny: the hipster glossary! *ahem* that's some cronkite of yours, bustin' a moby like some deck juicer. everyone knows that he's a midtown frado with about as much kale as MC hammer. Girl, you'd better quit the bronson and the jerry so you'd be sane enough to give him the frigidaire! *ahem*

not sure if that was right. guess you'd better check my hipster grammar. *lol*

unrelated postscript: started a blog in friendster for my family friendly posts. ate JM messaged me in friendster a couple hours ago and asked for my link. i told her the truth (that i didn't want my family to see this) then offered i'd make a new blog. i even edited my posts so they'd look like i wrote them yesterday.

wow, conceited much? :c lying makes me sad.

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