Hipster activities

[P.I. Stazzer-Newt]

I am much too old to be a Hipster - but they are a fascinating subject for study.

What have you found? - in the wild - SA Rules

[P.I. Stazzer-Newt]

When I was a lad - quite some time ago - we had a log fire - it was my job to cut and split logs to a suitable size and in adequate quantity.....

My son however has a different approach.
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Fake logs made from recycled coffee grounds!

These are the follow on from the version made from olive pits!


Hipster dog
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[Garret]

The kids were up from FL visiting & after stopping by our place went to the supermarket, where along with food, they bought 3 little bundles of firewood - $8.95 each & they make an armload. I asked "Why didn't you grab some wood from the woodshed? I wouldn't even notice that amount!" The reply was "The wood they sell is special & better for campfires." Guess Canadian wood is more better.

The stuff was barely seasoned & hissed & popped as it burned...



I'm sure none are as cool as coffee grounds though.

ETA: Is the S-I-L a hipster? Not sure if he still does, but when he first got together with the daughter, he had his manicurist on speed dial...

[ron ll]

Answered the door last evening to find a very nice middle aged woman soliciting for Greenpeace. But boy was she dressed for the part. Hand knitted everything and Birkenstocks.

[Paul Pless]

i have a good friend
posts to this very forum actually
has a real predilection for seventy year old plus rangefinders
there's hope for him though
he hasn't discovered half frame oly's yet

[Yeadon]

rangerfinders are deck, obvi

[RFNK]

Beards. I can't stand them, particularly when dining with anyone has one - y'all know why. Yuk! But this minimalist, hygienic generation loves them so how can that be? Devices, of course. Diners don't look at each other anymore.

[Ted Hoppe]

Knit caps and beard wax. Sometimes one can combine and pull both.

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[Ralphie Boy]

I certainly feel like an old fogey when I run into young men with some of their nails panted black, and ask myself: Why?

[LeeG]

I certainly feel like an old fogey when I run into young men with some of their nails panted black, and ask myself: Why?

Because it’s more manly than pink or lavender?

[Ron Williamson]

The kids were up from FL visiting & after stopping by our place went to the supermarket, where along with food, they bought 3 little bundles of firewood - $8.95 each & they make an armload. I asked "Why didn't you grab some wood from the woodshed? I wouldn't even notice that amount!" The reply was "The wood they sell is special & better for campfires." Guess Canadian wood is more better.

The stuff was barely seasoned & hissed & popped as it burned...



I'm sure none are as cool as coffee grounds though.

ETA: Is the S-I-L a hipster? Not sure if he still does, but when he first got together with the daughter, he had his manicurist on speed dial...

That ain't The Real Canada.
That's Californ-I-A.

[Breakaway]

Required viewing for any course of study about the wild hipster, selfinvolvedus flannelclad.




Kevin

[Ralphie Boy]

Born and raised in California. My brother and I cut down trees, and split and stacked all the wood we needed for the whole winter, every singe year. We split it all by hand, with mauls and wedges. Had to start a fire every morning and evening, as this was our only source of heat.

[hawkeye54]

That ain't The Real Canada.
That's Californ-I-A.

But, but - they impeccably shrink-wrapped the bundles to keep your carpets clean ! ! ! !

[Canoeyawl]

I still do that...
in California
and this year, the first in about twenty has been damned cold

[Hallam]

My encounter with hipster activities centres around one of the newish hipster barber shops where adherence to the look seems somewhat compulsory.
Firstly The mandatory look:



so with the establishment defined, I was walking the street in search of a suitable hairdresser for a trim of my hair which I had been growing non stop for two years due to a bet I had with my boys that I was determined to win. I didn’t want the shampoo super $70 style and trim just a basic job as there were a was another 12 months of growth needed to seal the deal, the bet was on the challenge that can’t grow my hair long like it was in the photograph they had found when I was 23.

I settled on the only barber shop in the strip and as part of the decision making process a famous Australian poem came to mind triggered by “ the look' I was confronted with from every vantage point in the shop. This gave rise to some doubt that the lads would be up to the task.

Next The Poem…..The Man From Ironbark:


The Man from Ironbark

It was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town,
He wandered over street and park, he wandered up and down.
He loitered here, he loitered there, till he was like to drop,
Until at last in sheer despair he sought a barber’s shop.
‘ ’Ere! shave my beard and whiskers off, I’ll be a man of mark,
I’ll go and do the Sydney toff up home in Ironbark.’

The barber man was small and flash, as barbers mostly are,
He wore a strike-your-fancy sash, he smoked a huge cigar;
He was a humorist of note and keen at repartee,
He laid the odds and kept a ‘tote’, whatever that may be,
And when he saw our friend arrive, he whispered, ‘Here’s a lark!
Just watch me catch him all alive, this man from Ironbark.’

There were some gilded youths that sat along the barber’s wall.
Their eyes were dull, their heads were flat, they had no brains at all;
To them the barber passed the wink, his dexter eyelid shut,
‘I’ll make this bloomin’ yokel think his bloomin’ throat is cut.’
And as he soaped and rubbed it in he made a rude remark:
‘I s’pose the flats is pretty green up there in Ironbark.’
A grunt was all the reply he got; he shaved the bushman’s chin,
Then made the water boiling hot and dipped the razor in.
He raised his hand, his brow grew black, he paused awhile to gloat,
Then slashed the red-hot razor-back across his victim’s throat;
Upon the newly-shaven skin it made a livid mark —
No doubt it fairly took him in — the man from Ironbark.

He fetched a wild up-country yell might wake the dead to hear,
And though his throat, he knew full well, was cut from ear to ear,
He struggled gamely to his feet, and faced the murd’rous foe:
‘You’ve done for me! you dog, I’m beat! one hit before I go!
‘I only wish I had a knife, you blessed murdering shark!
‘But you’ll remember all your life the man from Ironbark.’
He lifted up his hairy paw, with one tremendous clout
He landed on the barber’s jaw, and knocked the barber out.
He set to work with nail and tooth, he made the place a wreck;
He grabbed the nearest gilded youth, and tried to break his neck.
And all the while his throat he held to save his vital spark,
And ‘Murder! Bloody Murder!’ yelled the man from Ironbark.

A peeler man who heard the din came in to see the show;
He tried to run the bushman in, but he refused to go.
And when at last the barber spoke, and said ‘’Twas all in fun —
‘’Twas just a little harmless joke, a trifle overdone.’
‘A joke!’ he cried, ‘By George, that’s fine; a lively sort of lark;
‘I’d like to catch that murdering swine some night in Ironbark.’

And now while round the shearing floor the list’ning shearers gape,
He tells the story o’er and o’er, and brags of his escape.
‘Them barber chaps what keeps a tote, By George, I’ve had enough,
‘One tried to cut my bloomin’ throat, but thank the Lord it’s tough.’
And whether he’s believed or no, there’s one thing to remark,
That flowing beards are all the go way up in Ironbark.

Next, the what seems now to be the inevitable outcome:……

so I walk in with thoughts of the man from ironbark in the back of my mind and the establishment falls silent as if an alien from another planet was paying a visit. A young lad sporting a fine example of “the look” ushered me to a chair, whipped the cloak around my neck in a flash and thinking he was up to the challenge of winning over this old fart to his interpretation of the look pointed to several examples on the wall and asked which one was I after?
“I just want a simple trim mate” was my reply. Well the murmurer of conversation that had begun again fell silent as heads turned and the artisan began to attempt a beginning to the challenge ahead. After a few awkward attempts at a beginning of the procedure his nerves got the better of him and he said words to the effect that he doesn’t do these type of hair cuts and was unsure of how to proceed but he will give it a go anyway. However his delivery left me, and those listening intently, in no doubt as to the condescending attitude that he chose to pursue, perhaps to relieve his discomfort and sense of inadequacy. He was oh so gently trying to have a go at me. I don’t know why but an evil notion came over me with the thought that this was my chance at some revenge for the man from ironbark, a century or more delayed, I didn’t care! In an instant I leapt from the chair shouting

" Your not gunna touch my hair! What sort of barber are you if you can’t give a bloke a simple trim? My confidence is shot with what you’ve said and you call this a barbers shop! You obviously haven’t got a clue!"

With that I threw the cloak to the ground and stormed out without a second glance and walked back down the street passing the few stunned observers outside the door as I went strait to the car park. I couldn’t stop laughing as I got to my car! I felt flipping fantastic and decided to give the trim a miss until the next year!

[Garret]

That ain't The Real Canada.
That's Californ-I-A.

OK - busted. Because the OP said "SA rules" I figured I had to provide a picture. So - I grabbed one off the interwebs to get the eyedeer across - but shoulda figured I'd get caught. The supermarket & hardware store wood around here is Canadian. Just 'cause VT is 80% forested doesn't mean they should sell VT wood - better to truck it from northern Quebec or wherever.

[Canoeyawl]

During the time I spent in Canada I never viewed a saw log or tree larger than what we call a pecker-pole down here.
The hills looked like they were buzz cut, by the prison barber

[Garret]

During the time I spent in Canada I never viewed a saw log or tree larger than what we call a pecker-pole down here.
The hills looked like they were buzz cut, by the prison barber

Around here, maple trees aren't tapped until they are at least 10" in diameter, some folks go 12". When I toured sugarbushes in Quebec, I saw taps on 4" trees.

[Paul Pless]

age of the sugarbush recedes
sapling plantations out produce traditional methods

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[Jim Bow]

We grabbed an early dinner at Cooks Tavern here in Tacoma a couple of weeks ago. The heavily bearded server had tattoos of Calvin and Hobbs on his forearm. Just a few days later, the mustachioed checker at the grocery had Calvin on one arm and Hobbs on the other. Yesterday we got tacos at Red Star, and the 20 year old in front of us had Calvin and Hobbs on her shoulder blade.

Is there a hipster meme here?

[Ron Williamson]

During the time I spent in Canada I never viewed a saw log or tree larger than what we call a pecker-pole down here.
The hills looked like they were buzz cut, by the prison barber

Coastal BC is about the only place you might really big stuff in Canada,but even there is has been cropped pretty hard for second and third growth.
Around here 3' on the butt is a big log.

R

[RFNK]

I certainly feel like an old fogey when I run into young men with some of their nails panted black, and ask myself: Why?

You don't think they're just new to hammering?

[Ralphie Boy]

You don't think they're just new to hammering?

I don’t think they would even know what a hammer is.

[Garret]

age of the sugarbush recedes
sapling plantations out produce traditional methods

And this is real? Got a link?

[Paul Pless]

lots on the web out there

https://vtdigger.org/2014/01/27/uvm-...0trees%20yield.

you can grow from a seedling for three years, cut the top off and suck the sap out, then replant

6000 saplings per acre compared to mature maple forest with 80 trees per acre

the crop grown saplings far outproduce the mature trees

[Garret]

Thanks - my obviously lame googling didn't turn up anything. Shoulda known it was VTDigger.

[Paul Pless]

Shoulda known it was VTDigger.

hipster rag?

or, hippie rag?

there's a couple of youtube video of vermont sapling farms

[Garret]

hipster rag?

or, hippie rag?

there's a couple of youtube video of vermont sapling farms

VTDigger has hit the news media in VT hard. Many of the traditional papers have shrunk or disappeared, while some alternative papers have increased. In just a few years, VRDigger has become a big player in the state.

While we have some hipsters in Burlington, in the rest of the state they get laughed at. The hippie way of thinking is still embedded in a lot of VT, but is slowly disappearing in the more populous parts of the state.

[P.I. Stazzer-Newt]

I don’t think they would even know what a hammer is.

Some do....

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[amish rob]

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Hmmm… I just helped Youngest Son paint his nails. Why? Because I’m a good dad, and we’re both secure in who we are.

Now we’re going to go to the climbing gym.

Yeah, we’re total hipsters.

[lupussonic]

You're no hipster Rob.

Rather, you're what hipsters aspire to be. Real, conscious, experienced.

And like, no one can touch that chin fuzz. That's some horse and cart shizzle right there.

[lupussonic]

I very nearly got into a fight in a chip shop in Ipswich some years ago. It was Movember, an annual hipster testicular cancer tirade, where grown men grow stupid face fungus to show they are so right on. Like Dali moustaches and rediculous sharp angled knotted beards and such. I was munching a dirt burger in the corner minding my own business after last orders when a bunch of Movembers walked in, sat down, ordered and then started banging on really loudly about how cool their stupid face growths were, on top of already rediculous 1850 cricketer beards. I think 10 years of anti hipster sentiment came out of me that night, I really let them have it. I had already donated and have done so for decades even before it became cool. Myself I sport a tiny triangle jazz spot, have done for years; it's pretty minor and inoffesive, but these guys are yakking on about beard creme and taking selfies of their 'in your face as well' moustaches and congratulating themselves on being cooler than thou. Man I really let them have it. Told them to shave off that stupid shizzle and stop letting the side down. Then go and give money to the cause, and we'd all forget it ever happened. They were shocked to be challenged like that, but I think I made a lasting impression on them.

[amish rob]

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I don’t know, Martin. Mohawk/mullet, the cool kind of ear plugs, and of late I’m more burnside Rob than Amish.
The cats at the climbing gym told me my beardstache was FIRE!
I do have a bowler hat, too. No fancy shoes, though.

Really, though, as a body that never really fit anywhere and has been constantly judged by my appearance, I try to let people prove they’re gits before I assume.

Of course, I also assume everyone is a git. Hahahahaha.

[Breakaway]

You look, pal!

And, you taught me a new word: " beardstache"