My friend just sent me a copy of this book. I didn’t go to work today but I woke up still feeling moody and out of sorts and I sure could use a few laughs. To get in the right mood, I’m drinking a blueberry-pomegranate-banana smoothie and nibbling on some dark-chocolate covered espresso beans (both pictured above). Arranged on the 1970s-looking shag rug, along with its props, I think my new book feels right at home.
Maybe I should be listening to some White Stripes or Simon and Garfunkel to get the entire multi-sensory Hipster experience.
I sure wish I was a real Trustafarian, but at least I can pretend I’m one for today.
Here’s a closeup of the cover. I’m not sure if you can read the captions or not.
Lucky Otters Haven 
What makes a true Trustafarian?
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I guess the stereotype is an older Hipster who is in their late 20s or 30s or older and living off a trust fund and doesn’t have a job (by choice). I’m not talking about those Millennials who are still living at home because they can’t find decent jobs due to the economy.
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Oh, I see. Thanks.
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I like new descriptive words like this. When was the book published?
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2010
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