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Recently I’ve been throwing around the term “hipster” with a total disregard to its actual meaning.  Is it true that my lens-less 3d glasses, strictly thrift store apparel, and love of “indie” music do not a hipster make?  According to urban dictionary,

Hipsters are a subculture of men and women typically in their 20’s and 30’s that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter.  Hipsters reject the culturally-ignorant attitudes of mainstream consumers, and are often be seen wearing vintage and thrift store inspired fashions, tight-fitting jeans, old-school sneakers, and sometimes thick rimmed glasses. …  and a lot more bullshit about how ironically non-hipsters are actually following in the footsteps of hipsters (e.g. distressed jeans, now popular indie bands, etc).

Moral:  being a hipster has a lot more to do with not caring what anyone thinks about you, dressing ridiculously for sport, and being attracted to the runner/frisbee player build.

so what am I?

In a recent interview, Sterling Montgomery coined the term, brohemian (brahemian, the female version), to encapsulate the hipster’s close relative,

The modern brohemian, commonly confused as a hipster based solely on outward appearance is a 20 something who seems to care little about the opinions of others.  He makes a sport of dressing ridiculously (offensive at times), but is often considered trendy, usually by friends who are even less fashion aware.  The brohemian style is outrageously eclectic, taking a piece from many other genres and combining them all in the most ridiculous amalgamation possible.  Fake mustaches, pipes, knock-off wayfarers, lens-less 3D sunglasses, pocket watches, and fake jewelry are common accessories for both the bro and brahemian.  The majority of the wardrobe is thrift-store purchased and worn by guy or girl interchangeably.  Many bro/brahemians are current or previous ultimate frisbee players, because the spirit of the non-varsity sport promotes the brohemian style.  Where hipsters are strictly independent, self-thinkers, refusing to enjoy anything deemed “popular” by society, brohemians do not limit themselves in this way.  Their interests are as eclectic as their style, and they cannot be defined by a specific genre of music, literature (or even ability to read), or political party.

It’s a revolution.  Get on it.  Anyways, I’m way too fat to be a real hipster.

Peace out bishes,

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Fantasy leagues (i’m currently in 4) are having their live drafts, we’re half-way done with pre-season,  Favrey is back at practice, and Brady Quinn cried (probably) – it’s FINALLY football season.  It’s bittersweet, I guess, because it means the summer is over,  and although it’s been miserably hot pretty much every day, I’m still not looking forward to doing the whole school thing again (except  for my paint splatter and/or unicorn backpack).

Haynesworth

First it was his knee,  then he was too fat,  for a bit he just didn’t feeel like practicing,  then he was out for three days “because he was ill,”  a couple weeks of he still couldn’t run 300 meters,  a few days of headaches, and now it’s a “mild case” of rhabdomyolosis (i’m not a doctor, but that shit really hurts).  There’s almost nothing I hate more than an overweight, $100 million dollar receiving, face-stomping, redskin jersey wearing complainer – except, you know, anything having to do with the New York Jets, Fox news, or those silly vampire soft-core porns like True Blood and whatever those movies are called.  Shanahan should probably just bench his fat ass and go from there.

p.s. How happy was Zorn after the Ravens trounced the Skins in pre-season game 2?

in other news,

Kwame Brown is joining the Bobcats and being re-united with MJ (because apparently he didn’t learn his lesson the first time), Bristol Palin is charging 14,000 a speech, chat roulette is finally gone (for now..),  and a guy, that I thought couldn’t read, wrote a book, or something.

Also, this:

bet I wouldn’t have fallen asleep during this version.

Peace out bitches,

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