i am not a hipster...or am i?

after looking through old friends photos i think i've come to the conclusion of what a hipster really is. seems to me that all the normal stuff we do back in Missouri, ie wearing plaid, riding motorcycles, hanging out at quarries, putting on whatever suits our mood for that day, growing mustaches and mullets sometimes at the same time, lighting dairy creamer on fire off J-road tower, throwing food off J-road tower, making out on J-road tower, wearing dresses over our jeans and big boots with our shorts- is the kinda stuff people are trying to pursue out here. so really, if you're a dun-dun-duuun "hipster", maybe it just means your a kid out of place. you'd prolly do real well in MO if you didn't have those dreams of becoming a rockstar. actually...even still.

 oh. AND.  listening to more records than our ipod after going thrift store shopping to assist those aforementioned eclectic moods of ours. yeah LA, we kinda branded that, us Missouri kids. just sayin.