Thursday, February 12, 2009

I like bacon, I don't like clowns

Last night I found a surprisingly large amount of decent, readable ads on Craigslist. There are also a lot of desperate lads looking for a Valentine's Day date. However, two of those from the former category made me smile (though not enough for me to actually message them—unless you think I should).


So I've got some new couches, and I want to watch a movie with some company. Obviously you're not going to come right away, cause I might be creepy, and you don't know that. But I'll have the couches for awhile, and the movies for a while. So maybe we can get some coffee, walk around and take in the summer all around us. 27, guy next door, good looking and professional. What do you say? Got a pic?

I liked this ad because it was more honest than most. I'm not sure what he means by "take in the summer" seeing as it's February, but he seems decent.


I like bacon. The only thing that might be better than bacon, are things wrapped in bacon. Shrimp, beef, even pork chops -- all good on their own. But you wrap them in bacon and then you really have something.

It's not that I'm all about the food. I'm actually in good shape (5'11", 190 lbs). It's just that I can't think of a better conversation starter in this medium. In person I can talk about all sorts of things: local/national politics, art, music, literature, and how all these things relate to bacon. I'm quite the raconteur. I am Jewish (but, uh, not very kosher), a recent home owner; I have a car which is silver and shiny (sometimes I use it to transport bacon to my home). I like to cook, dance, and travel.

Oh, and I don't like clowns. Clowns are scary. If you are a clown, please don't respond to this. Even if you like to wear lots of white makeup and a fake red nose, we probably won't get along.

This ad is a perfect example of how difficult it is to write a first message, profile, or response to a message/profile. What do you talk about? I like that he chose bacon and clowns; I may not share his sentiments on those things, but they were an interesting way to get me to read his ad.


Ily said...

Re, Bacon Guy:
It's interesting how he says he owns a home. Considering his age and presuming he lives in SF, that must mean he's quite wealthy. But you can't say "I'm quite wealthy" so he says "I'm a homeowner". Hmm, interesting.

Lanafactrix said...

Not necessarily--maybe he took it over from a relative who moved. Or maybe his parents are divorced or dead. Who knows?

Superquail said...

I was wondering how this economic down-turn I've been hearing so much about had effected the housing market in a place so desirable as San Francisco. Being a homeowner in the Bay may be easier now than it was before.

Still, I think Ily is on the right track when she says that this might be a way for Bacon Guy to drop hints about his monetary accumulations.

Katie said...

Before Lanafactrix (you're going to be Lana from now on, I think) responded, I totally agreed with you, Ily. I think in SF, saying "I'm a homeowner" is a pretty tasteful way of saying "I've got a fair amount of dough." Lana made me think about other possibilities, all of which are plausible.

However, as SQ pointed out, housing has become cheaper in many places. SF has not been that affected by the housing crisis, but I think first-time home buyers have it pretty good right now.

That all said, he's got his own place. Pretty appealing.

Superquail said...

Perhaps the most important thing about owning your own place is not having to have roommates unless you want them. Privacy is a real bonus!

Katie said...

My thoughts exactly, SQ.

Superquail said...

By the way, a Jew who eats bacon? Can't say as I would endorse such a one.

Katie said...

I think there are probably quite a few bacon-eating Jews in SF. I think there also a lot of people who were raised Jewish (and even more who have one Jewish parent) who have lapsed.

Superquail said...

I don't understand how ANYONE can eat bacon or any other pork product. I've been a kosher-keeping Jew all my life and I don't even see that stuff as food. It would be like someone trying to tell me that eating tree bark was delicious.