So as we were conducting our tedious 0253search on craigslist last week, we unveiled what could only be described as an East Falmouth miracle. The problem is that we are not sure if it came to fruition or not.

As I was looking for inane items to make fun of I came across a post on the 20th that touched my heart:

This post gave me visions of a boy sledding in dungarees and I got sad. (Quick question though, if you can pay for them, why not go to the store?) For two days I could not shake the image of the shivering kid in the drenched Wranglers. Then on the 22nd I came across this and my eyes lit up:

It’s an East Falmouth miracle! Two days later? Who is selling snow pants in the middle of winter? I walked around on clouds for days just knowing that all was right with the world. Then a few days later reality started to kick in and I started questioning the miracle. What if they had not found each other? What if the lady in the first ads computer broke the next day and little Timmy is out sledding in Osh Kosh’s right now?

As you know we are doers here at the go2536 not dreamers, so we decided to act. No self respecting steward of the center of the universe would allow the chance of these two not meeting and therefore not  fulfilling the prophecy of the snow pants.

I pondered for hours about where one can turn to try and connect two people that may have missed each other. What do you do when connections may have been missed, especially amongst known users of craigslist?

Then it hit me. The “missed connections” section of craigslist might be the place. I decided I would give it a shot so I posted the following in “missed connections” (with full text to follow or click here for the ad):

Here is the complete text:

To the woman looking for snow pants… (East Falmouth)

… and the woman selling a pair two days later.

I sincerely hope that you found each other, it was as if you were a match made in heaven. As I was searching craigslist on the 20th and I came across a woman in need of boys size 7 snow pants I said to myself. “What a totally random thing to look for. There is no way that anyone will be getting rid of boys snow pants, in the middle of winter, in a town as small as East Falmouth”.

Then to my shock and amazement, two days later, lo and behold, a listing for boys snow pants. “No freakin’ way!” I said to myself, “what size?” They were a 7… this was getting eerie. “Where Oh where could they possibly be located” I asked myself in disbelief. East Falmouth was the answer. I’m not going to lie, I got so excited I peed a little.

Now, I know that East Falmouth is a magical place where miracles happen everyday, but this gave me a much bigger appreciation for the center of the universe, the greatest, sexiest village in all the land, the Caligula of the peninsula, East Falmouth.

I can also remember thinking of how I prayed that your little boy would get some snow pants. You know what? God didn’t answer, but Craig did… through his list. Now I guess we know why they don’t call it godslist.com

Anyway, if you two found each other, please oh please respond to this ad, I would love to interview you for a story I am doing called “The greatest craigslist hookups in East Falmouth history”.

No response yet, but we will be sure to keep everyone posted on the miracle in progress.