A few different folks on my Facebook feed posted pictures of their kid standing in front of a store, with a collection can, raising money for their junior sports teams.
I flashed back to being 8 and 9, when they'd make us dress in our full Pioneer League baseball uniform, and plunk us in front of Shaws or Kmart, and have us panhandle for change.
I looked at those pictures on my Facebook feed and thought, "That's when I started my complete hatred/fear of asking for money."
Which made me laugh. Because I was looking at these pictures on Facebook as a way to procrastinate from preparing for the Fall Friends of mvyradio Drive.
So . . . Hey! Would you like to donate some money to support a very important local organization?
Can I look at you with my pleading, 8 year old eyes?
Well, at least for the Friends Drive, if you make a donation of $100, we'll give you the new Paul McCartney record.
For the Pioneer League, I think they only gave you a ticket that said you donated.
So . . . WooHoo! Paul McCartney CD! Donate!
Yeah, it hasn't gotten any easier for me.
Hear the song on Youtube.
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Friday, February 18, 2011
MxPx "Move To Bremerton"
I am sensitive to the punctuation-ally challenged.
kd lang wants her name in all lower case, despite what Spell Check tells me.
If his name were William, it wouldn't be as interesting as Will.I.Am.
Was (not Was) needs those parentheses.
Panic! At The Disco wouldn't be as urgent without that exclamation point.
I'm sure it's frustrating when they see their names in print, spelled with incorrect punctuation.
And with a name like P.J., you know I know their pain.
When I was in Little League, we were having a championship season, and against one of our big rivals I had the game of my life. Not only did I get a hit all 4 times I went to bat, that last hit drove in the game winning, last inning run.
It made it to the local paper's sports page later that week, with the headline "Finns Fourth Hit Wins Game." I was thrilled, until I read the article.
In those pre-digital days, the coaches sent in hand-written notes to the newspaper for these articles. And when my coach wrote my name, instead of using dots to create periods in my name, he made little, tiny circles.
So the article, my glory story, instead of lauding the offensive prowess of "P.J. Finn," the sportswriter complimented "Pojo Finn."
Pojo.
You know, 30 years later, there are a couple of guys that I can still run into when I go back to my hometown, who'll see me and shout "Pojo! Good to see you!"
That's why I have sympathy for MxPx.
They were formerly Magnified Plaid. They had gotten so locally popular in their native Northwest, that they could produce hand-drawn show posters and abbreviate their name to M.P.
Only, the guy that wrote the posters, instead of drawing dots for periods, drew little x's. And the band suddenly became known as MxPx.
I feel their !@#$% punctuation pain.
kd lang wants her name in all lower case, despite what Spell Check tells me.
If his name were William, it wouldn't be as interesting as Will.I.Am.
Was (not Was) needs those parentheses.
Panic! At The Disco wouldn't be as urgent without that exclamation point.
I'm sure it's frustrating when they see their names in print, spelled with incorrect punctuation.
And with a name like P.J., you know I know their pain.
When I was in Little League, we were having a championship season, and against one of our big rivals I had the game of my life. Not only did I get a hit all 4 times I went to bat, that last hit drove in the game winning, last inning run.
It made it to the local paper's sports page later that week, with the headline "Finns Fourth Hit Wins Game." I was thrilled, until I read the article.
In those pre-digital days, the coaches sent in hand-written notes to the newspaper for these articles. And when my coach wrote my name, instead of using dots to create periods in my name, he made little, tiny circles.
So the article, my glory story, instead of lauding the offensive prowess of "P.J. Finn," the sportswriter complimented "Pojo Finn."
Pojo.
You know, 30 years later, there are a couple of guys that I can still run into when I go back to my hometown, who'll see me and shout "Pojo! Good to see you!"
That's why I have sympathy for MxPx.
They were formerly Magnified Plaid. They had gotten so locally popular in their native Northwest, that they could produce hand-drawn show posters and abbreviate their name to M.P.
Only, the guy that wrote the posters, instead of drawing dots for periods, drew little x's. And the band suddenly became known as MxPx.
I feel their !@#$% punctuation pain.
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