Craigslist Adventures: Blame Brian Drew

Earlier this summer, when I began working the front desk at an office downtown, I began the habit of perusing DC Craigslist, purely out of boredom, and only because whoever worked there before me had bookmarked the website along with all the ones I had to visit for actual job-related stuff.

However, since my pseudo-job did actually, in one way or another, revolve around finding similar ways to pass 8.5 hours, I spent a fair amount of time on the site and eventually developed the idea of writing a Craigslist-focused blog, inspired by the steady stream of weirdos and lost souls writing No, wait, actually the idea came to mind at the end of one Saturday night and the dawn of Sunday morning when I, drunk, lay sprawled over the scuffed leather armchair in my basement with an afghan over my face and Brian Drew, significantly drunker, rampaged through Craigslist mercilessly putting up posts of the most subversive quality.

So, this experiment will serve to navigate the terra incognita of anonymous Internet social networking and curiously exploit the lonely, the inarticulate, the trite, the exceedingly horny, the buyers and sellers of junk, and all types in between who have been drawn together by force that is Washington DC Craigslist.