Craigslist

For Hire: well dressed professional criers to mourn the death of a certain someone who was not completely adored in life. Professional mourner will deliver eulogy for an extra fee. Fee nagotiable, travel expenses may apply.

For real. 

This ad I spotted on craigslist and I'm torn between thinking it's a creative way to make a living, and thinking this person must be nuts.  Or at least poor at spelling and grammar.  I'm watching a documentary on Netflix (courtesy of Whitney) about a guy who lived off the generosity of strangers for one month by posting ads on craigslist.  While watching I perused the bits of craigslist that I don't usually look at.  Im resistant to post things on craigslist because I worry a serial murderer will hack me into little bits.  But that's a silly thought isn't it.  Given the number of murderers I've gotten to know, you'd think that this thought wouldn't enter my mind anymore.  Maybe I just like to know what people are capable of in advance.  Incidentally I have a 32 inch flat screen tv up for grabs.  It's not one of those thin tv's.  It a big heavy son of a hippopotamus.  If you promise not to hack me into bits, it's all yours.

On another craigslist note.  I periodically check the missed connections section.  A typical post will read something along the lines of "I saw you walking your pomeranian on Robson, we chatted about Venice beach.  You were wearing cheetahs leggings, I was wearing an orange vest.  Send me a message if you want to have coffee".  Entertaining and often totally deluded.  I would cut through the BS posts by filtering for something I felt was a good descriptor of me, blonde.  I just realized blonde no longer describes me.  Now I'm a red head, I guess I'll have to change my descriptor.  Obviously I would never respond to such an crazy internet post, I just think the posts are entertaining.  Every once in a while I will recognize someone from the description (a co-worker or a cashier at the IGA)