I don't blog about my candle making adventures, my family (with two thousand pictures of my kids), or my life as a housewife who makes quilts 24/7. I'm not some pretentious hipster who can't finish three sentences without using some form of the word "musing." I'm just here to laugh at society.
Showing posts with label mainstream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mainstream. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

November is my melancholic ranting month.

So, I'm going to rant about stuff. Stuff I don't like. Stuff I do like. Stuff other people like, and I don't really have an opinion on, but I'll still rant about them just because I like to spark up controversy and be argumentative. The list could go on.

Rant about them in one blog post? Too mainstream. Seeing as how I can't find the time to take thirty minutes out of my daily schedule of getting overly-excited when one person "likes" one of my incredibly insightful status on Facebook and playing the five real chords and one chord that's probably a chord but I just kind of made up in different sequences and tempos on the guitar I stole from my parents closet in an attempt to make something cool sounding, I'm just going to disperse my rant that I've already written over the next week, or month, or however long I feel like it, because I can do what I want, and also because forget you, society.

Also, that last sentence was over 100 words long. I'm mentally patting myself on the back right now.

So there.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Hipster Logic

Since it's mainstream to hate Vevo on Youtube, and hipsters are against the mainstream, hipsters love Vevo.
Since Vevo usually only supports large record label bands, hipsters must now listen to mainstream music, because they now love Vevo.
Since they listen to mainstream music, they're no longer hipsters.
However, since it's mainstream for hipsters to listen to obscure artists, hipsters still have hipster cred for listening to mainstream artists?
Therefore, classic hipsters are no longer hipsters?
Usher in the new era of hipsters!

Parachute pants, cummerbunds, capes... I can see it all now. As if California wasn't freaky enough already...