the craigslist with a thousand faces

or, desire tries to be high-brow.

just for the hell of it, i posted one of my favourite quotes from joseph campbell's hero with a thousand faces, which i first read when i was 12 and am currently rereading, in the miscellaneous romance section of craigslist and indicated that i would give whoever could tell me which book it was from a cookie.

i underestimated the literacy of craigslist browsers, or else the googleability of my quote, because i got 30 responses! 12 were right answers...the others gave me some book called humanity's heroes. hint: google more carefully.

now, i didn't feel like buying, or baking, cookies for 12 people. because that's obnoxious. so i decided to kick it up a notch.

i wrote to all of them telling them to meet me at the dupont circle farmers' market this morning at 10 and, if they found me, i would buy them a cookie from the bread stand. i gave them one hint: that i would be wearing a cherry pin somewhere on my person.

about half wrote back to this last email, most mad that i didn't bcc their email addresses. the others who wrote couldn't make it. less cookies for me to buy.

i showed up at the farmers' market around 10:10, cherry pin on hat, and proceeded to do my fortnightly shopping unmolested by campbell-reading cookie fanatics.

well, at least i gave myself an incentive to show up at the farmers' market before the bread stand sold out. thanks craigslist!