While I work on climbing past my gigantic monolith of creative lackluster, I will lazily present to you some posts from my other blog, Baby Hipsters.
Also, please check out the wit and wisdom of The Hitch List, possibly one of my favorite blogs ever and a contributor on Baby Hipsters.
(Send me photos at hipsterbabies at gmail dot com!)
On his way to a date with a publishing assistant, Mike stopped at the local book store to pick up the Cliff Notes of Infinite Jest only to find that they don’t exist and that no employee or customer at the store could actually explain to him what the book was about.
“And this is my boyfriend, Slade, er, wait, are we officially dating now? Molly turns to Slade for confirmation, but only gets a blank stare in return. Molly backtracks her sentence, “This is the dude I’m sleeping with on the weekends after 11PM…”
After her boyfriend left her for their bike mechanic Atticus, and her trust fund ran out while in the middle of an impetuous pilgrimage to India, Yvette finally understand ten years after her 10th grade English class what being under the bell jar really meant.
Realizing that she could no longer live up to her boyfriend’s Zooey Deschanel fantasies, Jennifer figured it was best to dump him and use the fodder towards writing a quirky indie screenplay
It wasn’t until Emily caught herself not leaving the grocery store so she could listen to “Sara Smile” by Hall & Oates in it’s entirety that she realized that she was turning into her mother. But it was when she immediately went home and bought tickets to see the duo at the local state fair that she finally admitted to herself that her childhood was officially dead.
Eva had become so accustomed to posing pigeon-toed in her Lookbook photos that she eventually developed a crippling case of arthritis.
Jamie figured that a day at Coney Island dressed as Hunter S. Thompson was just the creative stimulus he needed to finish his roman a clef.
During the company Christmas party, Sammy thought it would be funny to end his staff motivational speech with, “The guy wearing the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for the guy who doesn’t make that in four months! COME ON!” However, Sammy misgauged his staff’s taste in contemporary television pop culture and ended up offending about half of his work force.
I will have to be late to my next meeting because I'm now sporting pee stained pants from laughing so hard! Thx!
@Maria- Yay! I like to make people pee!
These children are so beautiful and your captions are hilarious. Love it!