Today is the first official training day. I’m running after the sun goes down tonight. It will be nice and toasty then, it should be about 107 degrees today. Yippee!
It’s also the first official fundraising day as well. I haven’t come up with much of a plan yet, I will do so by the end of the week. It will be all professional like, typed up with goals and time lines and all that. Right now it’s just a bunch of ideas floating around inside the ol’ noggin. Some of which are pretty cool, if I do say so myself. Check back frequently for updates. I think you’ll really dig my ideas.
Of course, if you’d like to donate now and get a jump on everyone else…be cutting edge and a trend setter, by all means, please donate here.
I’ve settled on a fundraising goal of $7,000. I already have $250 of donations to start, without any serious effort on my part. I’m very encouraged by this. I mean, if I actually did something to raise money, I’ll rake in the cash for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society! 
I go out of town on the 15th and everything is fine. I come back on the 20th and I can’t log in. Pages are missing, all my categories are hosed, but it looks like the bones are still here.
There may be additional down time while I try to recover my 100 Things list. I didn’t keep a back up and I’m pretty peeved about losing it.
What does it take to get me blogging again? Michelle Obama saying this.
“The truth is, in order to get things like universal health care and a revamped education system, then someone is going to have to give up a piece of their pie so that someone else can have more.”
Well, well, well.
Isn’t it refreshing to have the socialism just laid right out there for us, in all its income redistribution glory? In order for ’someone else’ to have what you have, they’re just going to take it from you and give it to ’someone else’. Socialism in its most basic form, no? I gotta give the woman credit for having the brass ones to put it out there so brazenly.
Well, when that ’someone else’ wants to work as hard as I do and make good life choices and sacrifices I’ve made, they won’t have to take mine. They’d have their own. Until then, Michelle and her love sponge can keep their damn hands off my pie.
Test post.