Once again, my friend Sue has done it: She’s gotten me into trouble, and over my head.
I’ve committed to participate in the Susan G Komen walk for the cure…3 days…sixty miles.
It’s mainly because, when your best friend comes to you and says “I have cancer” and you say “Let me know if there’s anything I can do”…you can’t really renege when she comes up with something…even if it is a grueling three-day walk in September. Even if it involves sleeping with a stranger in a two-man tent that even the site trying to recruit you describes as “cozy”.
Here’s my personal webpage for the event. It hasn’t been personalized yet, but the donation button works (nudge nudge).
Here’s the personal website for my team-mate Susy (not to be confused with Sue, who is also on my team, and has met her goal).
Our Team name is “Beautiful Feat”. Originally, I proposed the name “Oh, my DEAR GOD! My Feet! My Feet! My beautiful feet!”
Most people seemed to think it was really stupid, but nobody came up with anything better, so they shortened it, turned the word “feet” in to a word-play, and viola! Clever team name.
When we do a testicular cancer walk, though, I have the perfect team name picked out : “Not my gum-drop buttons!”
I’d like you to meet my personal trainer, J-dogg. He’s a real slave-driver. With him as my coach, I’ll be able to walk to Tibet. Not that I’d want to walk to Tibet:
But I’ve got a problem.
In order to do this, I have to raise $2,200 in donations.
That’s where you come in, gentle readers.
It is time to bring you and *the begging* together in the same place. I don’t ask much of you. I don’t put ads up here to make money, and I don’t make personal demands upon you except for the occasional participation event (which most of you ignore anyway).
I know you’re out there. I see the hit counts, and I can count subscribers on the newsreader sites…so don’t pretend you can’t hear me. Please, please Pleeeeeese contribute to my fundraising account.
And those of you who keep coming here off of Google searches for “Wookie Scrotum”…
…I think you get enough amusement just from that alone to make it worth a ten-spot.