Chirky

Have you considered calling the cops to escort Roger and any potential buyers on a test drive? Actually, I could see you doing that.

I would also tell Julia she is probably not going to find a running VW for $1,000. Not one that's under 20 years old, anyway.

I think "Julia" is actually "Officer O'Brian" and is testing you to see if you will do an illegal deal!

You should write back and ask "Julia" what the mysterious "other stuff" is that her boyfriend is willing to trade. I am curious! Maybe it is something cool like free ice cream for life.

Dear Jes,
I must officially request that you share ALL extraneous information on your life when we are in the presence of one another "hanging out" and you tell me only part of the story. You told me about your car, about Craig's List, but you neglected to share with me this interesting gun offer that you received. I realize that you are "saving" things for your blog but to do so by limiting my immediate humor and also hearing your laughter as you would tell me this story is just plain mean.

thank you,
kpinion's people

Hee. I don't save things from you - I just forget. Please see: my memory, or lack thereof.

It's like Pacific Heights and Fatal Attraction all bundled up into one big bunny boiler.

~Jef

I too wonder what "Other" there was to be bargained with....I would be terrified to have unknown people in a car with me, especially when they are powering the controls. No, thank you!
Good luck with selling the car....what did you get instead? I am still working on getting rid of my 2004 Jetta for a 2007 Passat...I just love them!

Oh Craig's List. Brings out the crazies. My favorites are the parents who want a babysitter for their child and yet their ad and emails are riddled with serious mistakes and/or are really f*cking scary.

Good luck. If I lived in Texas, I'd totally buy it.

RUN! Anyone with a gun and debt is to be feared.

Probably a wise decision to avoid doing business with a young lady who's desperate for a car and whose boyfriend has guns. Or even a gun. Who's she driving away from? Call Social Services, anonymously, and keep out of the way.

When my Hub-E and I first bought our house less than 2 years ago, we decided we'd have to sell my car to make ends meet. It's a very cute Saturn Ion Quad Coupe in an "electric lime" color (that's the factory name of the color). We advertised it in a bunch of places. And got one call. This call came via the California Relay Service. This is when a deaf person uses a TDY/TDD machine (like a typewriter hooked up to the phone) to place a call and type out their message. The operator in the middle recieves the call and calls the person whom the deaf person is ultimately trying to reach. The operator then relays the message to the person from the deaf person.

So. I get this call one night. And I have experience using the relay service because I know sign language and blah blah long story. So, the "deaf guy" says he lives in some other state and he wants to buy my car for the full asking price and he wants to wire me money, and can he have my bank account number. I'm like, "no! You cannot have my account number! And how do you know you want to buy it if you have't even test driven it yet?!" So this relay conversation goes on for like a half hour, during which I explain that he can do a wire transfer through Western Union and therefore doesn't need my bank account number. And I tried to get his email address so we could communicate further. He gave me some address that, when I tried it, turned out to be bogus. Finally, after putting me on "hold" for a looong time, the call finally went dead. Talk about a sheister! Trying to dupe me by pretending to be deaf! Or maybe he really was deaf, I don't know. But it was really freaky and made me angry all the same. Before of these kinds of calls!

And I ended up keeping the car after much expensive advertising that sucked. This was before I knew about Craigs list.

You do not have as much seperation anxiety or irrational fears as I do. I just tend to keep them to myself because they are crazy. Like how I am terrified he is going to get hit with a bomb (well I mentioned that) or get lost in o'Hare and die and be burried in a planter after taking another wife(i mentioned that one too) or how I think his plane will crash when he gets a visa, or he will have a car accident to or from work or how one day he will slip and fall on the sidewalk and die in traffic (they use polished stone, you have no idea how many times I fell) or... I am afriad he will get cancer or be murdered because he's arab or maybe I should stop talking now.

First, I love VWs. Vee-Dubs. I kind of hate the new commercials because they're "trying" so hard when they don't have to but still. VWs! SO CUTE!

Anyway. You don't mention your guns in any correspondence unless you're making veiled threats. Or un-veiled threats. Tiptoe away. "What? You e-mailed? My server must be jacked because I didn't get it." And tiptoe away.

But trust this, if they fuck with you with all their guns and shit? Ohhhh. They're messing with the wrong people because I will GET THEM. Because NO ONE fucks with my Jes (and Roger, god dammit!) without some serious repercussions from the Nation of the Jurgen. I'm serious. I fight ghetto.

Hi, drunk. Inappropriate. But STILL! Don't talk to my Jes that way, people, because I not only will press back BUT I WILL ENJOY IT.

*cough* Grew up in Detroit. Sorry.

I, too, am intrigued by the other "stuff" that Julia's boyfriend has.

Should a scuffle break out, however, I got your back. I'm little, but I'm scrappy...like a turn-of-the-century newsboy.

Geez, what a story. All I get when I put my car on craigslist is emails from men telling me that they'll trade me "favors" for the car. At least you got an offer for a grand and some guns.

I too am curious about 'other stuff' Drugs? Gift certificates? Kisses? Intriguing.

Good luck with the car!

Only one other person commented on the separation anxiety! Well, Jes, good to know I'm not the only one. For the first 2-3 months of our marraige, I was gripped day and night by fear of losing Matt - mainly through normal things, like car wreck or cancer. Sometimes I would lay in bed with tears streaming down my face, wondering how I would deal with it. He laughed and thought it was silly. I finally had to come to grips and let go. I'll take as much time with him as God gives me and be grateful. Other women have lost their husbands young and moved on, so with God's strength I can too. Have you seen Amelie? This reminds me of when she's imagining why her guy could be late to meet her!

Gosh, I'm talking like he's on his deathbed! "Always be prepared," right?!

You could probbably have sold those guns on ebay and made your money back... sounded like a good deal to me.

Oh, and my site is all wordpressed now and I just designed a new masthead using some fun photoshop brushes. It's nothing special, but at least it's not hyper-generic.

I am the queen of irrational thoughts.

After "meeting" Julia, is seems that we may be not so irrational after all.

That's just superfreaky.

I am the queen of irrational thoughts.

After "meeting" Julia, is seems that we may be not so irrational after all.

That's just superfreaky.

Oh how I WISH my mind worked like yours. Then I would be really cool. I love hearing your thoughts and what goes on in that mind of yours.