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Monday, March 13, 2006


This game would be really fun to play in here in Portland, or Williamsburg.

There was a point in time when someone had to explain to me what a hipster was. That was before I moved to Portland. Now I am getting a kick out of reading these definitions, especially this one:

Hipster: You, for reading ironic, pseudo-intellectual dictionary entries on the word "hipster".

"These dictionary entries on hipsters are so comical! I'm going to email this link to 800 of my closest acquaintances, head to Value Village, grab a chai and then play kickball in a headband and short-shorts."

The funniest part about hipsters is that none of them will ever admit they are hipsters, which makes me wonder if I am one...