I love
Okinawa Yard Sales, but I really, really, really love
Craigslist. Along with brushing my teeth, showering, and watching inordinate amounts of porn (not necessarily in that order), it's become a part of my daily routine. The other day I was on there looking for a bike. Why? Because I've been jonesing for a bike since last August (when my Japanese bike broke for the third time) and because gas prices are kind of ridic. I saw a billion "vintage" (read: fucked up) bikes before finally seeing an ad that caught my eye. Some dude in Dupont Circle was selling his relatively new single speed bike for kind of cheap, and the bike looked bangin'. After exchanging emails, I met up with the dude, handed over a phat wad of cash, and finally had my Pittsburgh Penguins/Pirates/Steelers/Wiz Khalifa inspired bike.
As far as I know my old bike is still chained up at the Ichinichibashi intersection if anyone's interested in borrowing it.