I am the craigslist master.



Last night I saw a craigslist posting for a "VINTAGE KORG KEYBOARD POLY ENSEMBLE K-4 $100". I did a quick search and found out that it was the most Tangerine Dream/Gary Numan motherfucker ever. I emailed the guy figuring that I wouldn't hear back from him. This morning he called and left a message [I didn't answer because I didn't recognize the number]. I called him back and he told me how "a bunch a guys had called [him], and [he was] probal'y sellin' it too cheap," but if I could be there in an hour he'd hold it until I got there.

We drove [yuk] up to The Colony, a disgusting outer suburb in far north Dallas to meet the guy at his house. He and his wife were really nice, but the whole time I was there he kept talking about how he was selling it too cheap. I got the feeling he sort of didn't want to sell it, so I pulled out my birthday money [thanks dad!], made the exchange post haste and got the fuck out of there.

I was going to use my $100 birthday dollars for the tape deck I need, but I blew it on this instead. I think it was well worth it. It sounds fucking awesome.

Also, Happy Birthday to my friend Issac... you fucking poo-putt.
- posted by Mason @ 11:26 PM