Friday, March 27, 2009

Oh Williamsburg

Today we are in Williamsburg. The Land of the Second Millennium Hipsters. Locating ourselves, we are across the bridge, uhm the tunnel, from Manhattan, where we - the Manhattan Trash - come to check out the Burgsters.
We are in a park, a mini random park amidst the vacated warehouses.
In the park, middle aged people in theatrical clothing are shaking booties to no music.
WHAT is THAT?
NO IT is NOT.
YES IT is.
NO.
YES.
NO NO.
YES. YES IT is.
IT is a HIPSTER.
We spotted the first hipster.
And No.
YES. NO. YES. NO. YES YES.
What AGAIN?
YES! We spotted another hipster.
Williamsburg was everything we looked for today.
But we are not done.
We continue to search and research.
We are looking for signs of hipstart.

Grafitti on little garage building
Thing on the thing above the thing art
Hipsta half pipe in a bike shop. i thought this was interesting, but turns out it is not so.
Burgstart was alright.
Finally,
We see signs of change.
The 'burg is growing upward.
New Towers are in the horizon.
We suppose that the once Manhattan and Euro Trash will move into these towers. They will buy those up-and-coming designers' somewhat expensive clothes that are sold all over the 'Burg's yupsterly decorated boutiques.
Maybe in the next decade the Burgster will look a little different, a little more runway, a little more somthn somethn.