Category Archives: fund raising

children trying to do what they can for Haiti

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Pretty good stuff.  Above is video of some local elementary school students trying to raise relief funds for Haiti.  I imagine there are kids all over the country setting up lemonade stands trying to do what they can.  What they raised isn’t much but like I learned in the Marine Corps… “ounces make pounds.”

Get on witcha bad self kids.  Sell that lemonade.

some thoughts from my 2009 MS150 ride

I’ve been meaning to add this post since I finished this year’s abbreviated MS150 bicycle ride back in April but as is the story of my life… things have gotten in the way.

Better late than never though and so here are some thoughts and pictures from my ride. By the way, (a quick commercial break) I still need a few more bucks to meet my fundraising goal. If you could spare a fiver or two it would be super, muchly appreciated. To donate to my ride click the link with the cycling picture and Texas flag. Thank you. Now on with the show.

So as I sat at the starting line this year it kinda came to me that this ride has parallels to our journey in life (at least for me it does, particularly for my Deist, Buddhist, angels-around-us, i-love-reincarnation view of spirituality that I have) and so it got me to thinking and I came up with an analogy.

I mean we all begin at the starting line, a little confused and somewhat nervous. But we see others just like us… and in the midst of these fellow travelers of this journey, we find a little comfort.


For the most part we all have the same gear. You know… we have Continue reading

brother can you spare a dime?

Hello friendly blog peeps, peepettes and casual visitors.

Today’s post is asking for a HUGE favor.

If you look to the right… right next to the title of this post you’ll see a picture. If you click it, the link will take you to my page on the Lone Star Chapter of The National Multiple Sclerosis Society’s website.

I’m writing about this because I want to let you know I’m riding my bicycle half way across Texas in an effort to raise funds for researchers to find a cure for MS. I’m riding in the 2009 MS 150 Bike Tour from Houston to Austin. It’s about 160 miles or so over two days.

I’m do it for two reasons. One… believe it or not, I find it fun and of course, challenging. (i’ve ridden this ride before) Two… I know I am extremely lucky to be able to move my body on my own and so I feel an obligation to help.

I want to help researchers find a cure for folks who don’t move so well because of this disease.

I’m no scientist. I don’t know much about this disease or what it will take to end it. But I can pedal my bike and ask people to donate to my ride so the smart guys can figure a way to help those who are afflicted with this disease.

So I hope you will.

I hope you can spare ten bucks… or five bucks… or three or even one.

I know five bucks or even one doesn’t seem like a lot but it all adds up.

When I was in the Marine Corps I learned a saying from the grunts… “ounces make pounds.” I first heard it when my unit attached with some grunts for training and we were going on a 13 mile hike carrying all our gear on our back.

A few of the guys took us “non-hackers” aside and said, “ounces make pounds, Marine. Let me see your gear.” They proceeded to show us how stripping every tiny piece of non-essential crap added up to a lot of weight.

“Ounces make pounds” folks. I know times are tough. Hell, I barely have two nickels to rub together but if you could donate whatever you can…

well, every little bit adds up to a lot.

In the throws of the new school year

Ahh yes.  The marching band has given its first half time show.  The football season is fresh and new.  Kids are reuniting with friends not seen during the summer.  The excitement of the year ahead stirs the senses.

And (in my best game show host voice) it’s time for school fundraising!  Tell ’em what we have this year Johnny!


Sorry for the all caps thing everyone.  It’s actually a pet peeve of mine but I’m really pissed off about this.

My brother and I are pretty close but I guess being in the throws of the new school year, he has a new job, I’ve been busy with stuff at work, church and the home life… well, we haven’t talked in about three or four weeks.

But i got a call from him yesterday evening (i didn’t have time to talk so I didn’t answer) then he calls me this morning.  So I answer even though I’m at work thinking this must be important.

“You know Brookie is in kindergarten this year and at her school they’re selling these things.  Can you buy one?”

A tub of cookie dough!

I am a bachelor.  I am the epitome of struggling bachelorhood.  When you go through a divorce, it can turn life into a struggle. Anyway, you come to my house and it’s just a couple of clicks above a college frat house.  The only thing I’m missing is the cinder block shelving and milk crates.

So as you might guess… I don’t bake.
So I tell him…  😐   [blink…. blink]

“gimmie one of the Snickerdoodle tubs.”

So I’m a softee for my niece.
Anyone want cookies?  I got some cold beer to go along with it.
[Deist thinks to himself, “Hmmm… maybe that’s the one thing beer doesn’t really go with.  meh, i’ll give it a try.]