Just Go with It

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High Times.  I cooked for my mother last night after napping all day.  I thought I might have a little "quality control" this way.  Big pork country ribs and red beans with onion and red wine and plenty of red pepper in the pressure cooker.  Jasmine rice and a large garlicky salad.

I have a model/photographer friend in NYC who I wrote to on the night of the full moon.  Part of the untold story, etc.  I had to ask her if a friend of hers, a photographer of some repute, was making fun of me when the day after I wrote the "salmon patty" story he mentioned the same two beers on his blog, Stella and PBR.  She told me no, he always drinks PBR.  It is the "beer of hipsters" now, she said.  Coincidentally, after breakfast at the diner, I saw four hipsters in little pork pie hats, goatees, cut off knee-length jeans and fuck you glasses (the girls didn't have goatees) holding four six packs of PBR.  My friend in NYC is a young and famous hipster herself, so based on her recommendation, I decided to get some for dinner tonight.

After a steady diet of Euro beers, I was certain my mother would prove to be a hipster herself.  Much to my surprise, however, she has been spoiled.

"Tonight we're having hipster beer mom.  Pabst Blue Ribbon.  It's all the thing."

But when she took her first draught, she shook her head.  She didn't like it at all and immediately switched to wine.  This from the salmon patty queen herself.  I've ruined her.  She used to be such a cheap date.  I, on the other hand, surprised myself.  The Pabst wasn't bad.  Nope, I could hang.  Baby, I think, it is time for PBR.  I've begun the goatee thing.  I'm looking for the slip on tennis shoes with the stretchy bands and some vintage head-ware tomorrow.  I'm going to wear my 3D glasses everywhere.

["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. The greatest concentrations of hipsters can be found living in the Williamsburg, Wicker Park, and Mission District neighborhoods of major cosmopolitan centers such as New York, Chicago, and San Francisco respectively. Although "hipsterism" is really a state of mind,it is also often intertwined with distinct fashion sensibilities. 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. Both hipster men and women sport similar androgynous hair styles that include combinations of messy shag cuts and asymmetric side-swept bangs. Such styles are often associated with the work of creative stylists at urban salons, and are usually too "edgy" for the culturally-sheltered mainstream consumer. The "effortless cool" urban bohemian look of a hipster is exemplified in Urban Outfitters and American Apparel ads which cater towards the hipster demographic. Despite misconceptions based on their aesthetic tastes, hipsters tend to be well educated and often have liberal arts degrees, or degrees in maths and sciences, which also require certain creative analytical thinking abilities. "]  (source)

In not-so-hipster-fashion, however, I bought a pay-per-view movie to watch with my mother.  We settled on "Just Go with It" with Jennifer Aniston and Adam Sandler.  When else am I going to get to watch movies like this?  It was perfect.  Two thumbs up here.  If you are watching with a relative.  I'm certain the Pabst helped.  And that was date night, me, mom, Pabst, and a commercial movie.  Dinner, by the way, was perfect.

There is a little hipster bar down the road from me.  I will hang this week.  I am tired of these faux-bourgeiose blues.  The economy sucks.  Things are not so pretty any more.  There is no fighting it.  Definitely, it is hipster time.