
PICTURE BY RICHARD J ISRAEL





So last night, I call a guy from Craigs List to get Alesha a bed. He totally flakes on me (LAME) so Alesha and I proceed to drive home. Down one of the wonderful streets we see that someone has moved out of a house and has some furniture neatly place outside. I look over and see a Futon. We carefully get out of the truck (seeing how it is 11pm) to see what condition it is in. I carefully examine the frame while Alesha looks at the mattress. Not one stain, smell, or even a sign of wear or damage. I kept thinking "everything happens for a reason." Thank you flakey guy from Scottsdale for bailing on me. You saved me gas money. : )