ann arbor is overrated.

Ever since the Detroit/Ann Arbor Craigslist made its debut, we’ve been monitoring it obsessively, hoping to write a “Week In Craig“-style column about it. In this column, we would make deadpan asides about all of the Ann Arbor hipsters waxing eloquent in “Missed Connections” about the Titian redhead they saw riding the AATA to Plymouth. We would, perhaps, even be the subject of nasty barbs from outraged posters, as the “Week in Craig” columnist occasionally was.

Instead, there appears to be not quite enough material to write a “Year in Craig” column. There’s the girl looking for the “unbelievably cute lil boy who nibbled [her] ear” outside of Pizza House. Two LA residents who miss Ann Arbor. (”In Ann Arbor I was special and so were you,” writes one. “i miss you nice michigan boys.. even with your nasal midwest accents.. how charming it all seems now….” wails another.) The guy listening to Interpol and Sly and the Family Stone who needs a “Girlfriend/Collaborator.” Come on, people, give us something to work with here.