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clevermanka) wrote2011-07-15 12:06 pm
clevermanka) wrote2011-07-15 12:06 pm
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Yard Sale Announcement
No, not mine.
Lawrence Yard Sale Announcement on Craigslist
Bob's Excellent Yard Sale Adventure 7/15-7/16 (1307 Connecticut)
Date: 2011-07-14, 4:17PM CDT
Reply to: sale-rqdaa-2494481365@craigslist.org
Bob didn't have that much going for him. He worked accounts receivable at a local shower curtain ring distribution plant. Although business was strong, he felt that something was lacking. Something essential. Something profound. Something that would imbue his life with a sense of purpose, of meaning; he was a ship afloat, hopelessly navigating the changing tides of an otherwise banal doldrums.
Bob tried to fill the void. He tried women. He tried betting on the horses. Some nights, he would simply leave his house and wander aimlessly. He would look in shop windows; he would see people eating and talking and laughing and drinking from life as if it were a veritable and ever-replenishing source of sustenance. He wanted that. He yearned for it, that sense of belonging. That sense of being a small but important part of something timeless and great.
What Bob needed was a symbol. A crest. A token that stood for something substantial, something permanent. One day, he happened upon a yard sale located at 1307 Connecticut. He remembered the day clearly. It was on July 15, 2011. It was a Friday at around 8 a.m. (the sale was also going on the following day, Saturday, July 16th). As he approached the green house, located near the cross streets of Connecticut and 13th in Lawrence, KS, he could feel a new spark. A growing of anticipation the likes of which he had never experienced. At this sale, he found new life. He bought lamps, home furnishings, dishes, chairs, TVs, odds, ends, handbags, shirts, picture frames, art, blankets, candelabras, shoes, oven mitts, bookends, hand towels, various sundry items, engine blocks, scientific journals, patents of nobility, moustache trimmers, rubber bands, gumball dispensers, car speakers, dog kennels, rocket ships, unicorns, hummingbird feeders, and tapes and CDs.
Bob was also surprised at the amicable conversation provided, free of charge, by the proprietors of the sale.
Quickly thereafter, Bob got laid every night. And I mean really laid.
Moral of the story: Consider doing something for yourself. Get laid.
* Location: 1307 Connecticut
* it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
PostingID: 2494481365
Lawrence Yard Sale Announcement on Craigslist
Bob's Excellent Yard Sale Adventure 7/15-7/16 (1307 Connecticut)
Date: 2011-07-14, 4:17PM CDT
Reply to: sale-rqdaa-2494481365@craigslist.org
Bob didn't have that much going for him. He worked accounts receivable at a local shower curtain ring distribution plant. Although business was strong, he felt that something was lacking. Something essential. Something profound. Something that would imbue his life with a sense of purpose, of meaning; he was a ship afloat, hopelessly navigating the changing tides of an otherwise banal doldrums.
Bob tried to fill the void. He tried women. He tried betting on the horses. Some nights, he would simply leave his house and wander aimlessly. He would look in shop windows; he would see people eating and talking and laughing and drinking from life as if it were a veritable and ever-replenishing source of sustenance. He wanted that. He yearned for it, that sense of belonging. That sense of being a small but important part of something timeless and great.
What Bob needed was a symbol. A crest. A token that stood for something substantial, something permanent. One day, he happened upon a yard sale located at 1307 Connecticut. He remembered the day clearly. It was on July 15, 2011. It was a Friday at around 8 a.m. (the sale was also going on the following day, Saturday, July 16th). As he approached the green house, located near the cross streets of Connecticut and 13th in Lawrence, KS, he could feel a new spark. A growing of anticipation the likes of which he had never experienced. At this sale, he found new life. He bought lamps, home furnishings, dishes, chairs, TVs, odds, ends, handbags, shirts, picture frames, art, blankets, candelabras, shoes, oven mitts, bookends, hand towels, various sundry items, engine blocks, scientific journals, patents of nobility, moustache trimmers, rubber bands, gumball dispensers, car speakers, dog kennels, rocket ships, unicorns, hummingbird feeders, and tapes and CDs.
Bob was also surprised at the amicable conversation provided, free of charge, by the proprietors of the sale.
Quickly thereafter, Bob got laid every night. And I mean really laid.
Moral of the story: Consider doing something for yourself. Get laid.
* Location: 1307 Connecticut
* it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
PostingID: 2494481365
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I'm tempted to swing by so I can check this out, but I've got company this weekend, and I need to finish cleaning still.
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It's such a cute house (http://www.trulia.com/homes/Kansas/Lawrence/sold/1497-1307-Connecticut-St-Lawrence-KS-66044),
I'm sure it's the one my friends the Wedels (http://www.700ohio.com/index.shtml) used to own!
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But, it was effing hot, so maybe not. :)
ETA - er, only parsing dates/times right now. we weren't there in time!
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It's really a shame it was too hot to do anything outside. =(
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