What is it about Craigslist...

Craigslist: not just the place to find friends and get murdered.  Seriously, what is it about Craigslist that makes you all of the following:
- Insanely interested in other people's personal lives.  I.E. reading missed connections and responding to ones you KNOW re not for you?  Thank God for those who do this, since I read them for sheer entertainment value.
- Creepy.
- A hoarder.  Thanks much, free section.  Yes, I do need a 300 lb broken microwave.  And 126 empty wine bottles.
- A total lunatic.  Have you ever read the rants and raves?  YIKES!
- A fucking poet.  Stop it, I am not interested in your dramatic reading of your feelings.  Tell me about the Caribou employee you have your eye on instead.

But seriously, thanks to Craigslist,. I know can fill my time with missed connections and rants and raves ALL DAY because of the droid app - YAY!!!!

Accepting suggestions for things for my friends and I to do to tempt fate, serial killers, and would be molesters as ways to stay entertained!

I might as well be preggo.

I cannot stop thinking about eating pickles.  I love pickles, but really the obsession is beyond this love.  My personal favorite is the bread and butter variety, but it turns out they're really bad for you, so I generally stick to dill.
Pickles I've obsessed about this summer:
- Giant, whole pickles.  Had no less than 14 this summer.
- Crispy pickle spears.  Also available in....
- Pickle Dog form.  Delish pickle spear wrapped in pastrami and cream cheese.
- Deep fried pickle chips.  Oh. My God.
- Baby Gherkin's.  Perfect snack.

I need to get laid, no one should ever spend this much time obsessing over pickles.

Relax, we all survived.

See, no one died at the Craigslist casting call for friends.  We did have one creeper who showed up.  Note the red shirt.

So you see, we all survived.  And all in all, it was an amazing way to waste approximately 3 weeks of my life.  Got hilarious e-mails and lots of kudos on a funny CL posting, so maybe I need to write a Lifetime movie about this experience.

Craigslist

Well, BFF and WIBFF have decided we need to get some more friends.  I decided we should have an open casting call via craigslist.  Here is my posting:

http://minneapolis.craigslist.org/hnp/stp/1653243206.html
A few fun, mid 20-something ladies looking for some applicants for new friends. These applicants will be well groomed, courteous, and have a minimal creep factor. Applicants will be well compensated in movie partners, fast text responses, fantastic families to be a part of, pub crawls, correct grammar, the occasional trip to Brainerd, free lodging during Summerfest, disdain for non-Miller products, and the best friendship ever.

Why would you want to be friends with us, you ask? Here summarizes our best qualities:
New BFF #1: Recent transplant to the Twin Cities from Milwaukee. Likes to contribute to conversation by yelling over the speaker, but insisting that she’s still listening. Works in advertising and has a hilarious outlook on most of life. Always carries Kleenex, just in case you need it (selfless, see!).
New BFF #2: Works with kids, but swears like a sailor. Can hang with the best when chatting up Gopher sports and declaring her love for the Twins. Enjoys Miller Lite and blogging about her dating life. Will take you down in Big Buck Hunter, mostly because she’s a redneck at heart.
New BFF #3: Works in non-profits and isn’t afraid to tell it like it is. Has a special place in her heart for sharks and Shark Week. Wants olives in her beer, thank you very much. Loves to cook, kind of sucks at it. The instigator of this friendship finder. Loves to laugh and sing during karaoke.

The 3 of us find that we get along best with male friends, but we do have a few other close female friends, most of whom live out of state.

You might be an ideal candidate for friendship if you possess one or many of the following qualities:
-You are under 30ish. We’re not looking to be friends with our dads, but mid 30s is probably okay.
-You long to get in screaming matches over Wisconsin and Minnesota sports rivalries with some big fans from both sides of the cheddar wall
-You can carry on a conversation.
-You think a Friday night movie or spending time at a coffee shop “being social” might be ideal because really, we’re too old to go out every weekend and party like its 1999.

We will be at the Vegas Lounge (965 Central Avenue Northeast, Minneapolis) on Saturday, March 27th around 9:30 pm until midnight or later. Wear a red shirt or tie a balloon to your belt loops so we know you’re applying for the position. Look for us – we’ll be the 3 judging you. The code word is "Shark Week".
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Here's hoping we don't get killed!  But I have already received 6 e-mails about it, so clearly we're doing something right!  Shockingly, these haven't been super creepy, and actually quite funny and complementary.  Apparently I am a hilarious CL writer.

Long time, no blog

Shocking how the winter duldrums can really put a damper on sharing my menial life with all 1 of my followers.  My apologies.  In all fairness, nothing has happened to me worth sharing.  However, I will share a new Christmas tradition my family started.  We love it!  It all started on Thanksgiving night, driving back from a relative's house in Wisconsin.  My sister and I are well over the age of needing hundreds of dollars of presents for Christmas, mostly because I feel that, once you're out of college, you should be able to buy what you want and Christmas should be used to get people things from the heart.  Apparently, my father totally disagrees and continues to spend entirely too much money on all of us.  At almost 26 years old, and my sister at 29, we have tried to convince good old dad that his spending is a little excessive.  So here was this year's solution:

My mom asked, "What was your best present last year for Christmas, quick in the next 10 seconds!"
None of us had an answer.  We all sat in silence for awhile, and then my mom suggested a $50 limit.  My sister said, no we tried that last year and dad doesn't seem to grasp the concept.  I then suggested that we have a homemade Christmas, where each of us had to come up with something homemade to give all our family members.  Thus, home-made Christmas emerged.

We only had a month to plan, but let me tell you, it was so much fun and we'll always remember what we got!  I gave my dad and my sister's fiancee homemade snuggies (extra long because, let's face it, a snuggie is not long enough.  I gave my sister a homemade jacket, and I gave my mom a necklace and earrings.  I got an awesome leather belt and purse from my dad (thank goodness he was a hippie and into leatherwork), a refinished chair and pillows from my mom, a candle holder set (and teenage mutant ninja turtles t-shirt, not homemade but totally awesome), and a fantastic wine set (the "white trash white zin" and "shut the front door red" labels were homemade, the wine was not) from my sister's fiancee.

Tons of fun had all around, and I encourage all people who no longer have to supply children with the magic of Christmas to try it out!  We're going to continue to do this year after year.

Also - I didn't step into a mall once this holiday.  Sorry, economy.  But let me tell you, as a former retail employee, I loved not having to wait in those lines!