You get no cash, until I see some poetry winners.

Ace is just trying to butter me up so I'll quit clipping him a buck every time he posts a story about She Who Must Not Be Named. No joy, Ace. Every Miers post costs you $1 US currency (until the confirmation hearings start; then it's open season). Consider me like unto Vinny Falcone where this matter is concerned.

Still, in a larger sense, I'd rather spend money on the AoS HQ than (for example) my local school district. At least I can see where my money is going here; all the schools are doing is churning out liberal cretins who are just like their yuppie parents. Only with worse grammar and more tattoos.

Ace is very good at fund raising. It's those puppy-dog eyes of his. Sigh! I'm a sucker for puppy-dog eyes.

Ace will have my dough when
1) I am a guest on his radio show.
2)He puts a good word in for me with Karol.
And, finally,
3) He gives me his credit card number, too.

Ace, you have to let people know why. It's bandwidth. You need a quarter mil to cover the increasing cost of bandwidth. People think this shit is cheap.

I'm not going to confess whether I donated or not until I know if PayPal gives up your name with your donation. Ace has my work IP already; if he gets my name, he's got me by the short 'n' sassies.

If you've never had anyone crawl up your IP and try to get you unemployed, you aren't posting hard enough.

A good deal of work went into some of them. But... well, it was a contest, and I had to pick the ones I liked best.

It's hard to blast through the barrier of badness, explode through the next dimension, and make it all the way back to good. It's like trying to emulate Shatner's singing career. It just can't be done--very easily. So go with the gut.

I wrote a couple that were unredeemably bad. So did Compos. Heh. It's all good.

But if The New House Lecture doesn't make it, I'll curse you with zit blood and chickenbone juju.

Um, uh... on the low low. How much of a coughcoughdonationcough will it take to win this mutha? Ahem. Boy, allergies. Whoo.

Your know puppy- dog eyes, if your really want to raise some money, you would show the ladies some skin.

I want to know what Ace did with the rest of the puppy.

How in hell would you know who sent what? Paypal's not anonymous? If it is, the biggest donation was me.

I dunno, Sponge. That's why I'm axing.

You certainly aren't anonymous when you buy something, or where would they send it?

I'm willing to trade a fat donation for top prize in the poetry competition. First place for a medium pizza? I think you know what I'm talking about.

Information about you typically does come through when you donate. I erase all that, but it does come through.

I don't know if there's some button you can click to hide that or suppress it or whatnot. I'll look into that.

If it's any reassurance, people who donate are the ones I'm least likely to blackmail or stalk. It's the other ones I've got my eyes on.

Except for the name on your credit card, what info could come through? It's a bit odd that you wd trust the guy with your hard earned bucks but not with your name. The name doesn't even match the moniker used when posting.

Good thing I already chipped in. I am a 9th degree black belt in Tae Won On and could really mess up a stalking radio show / lame poetry contest judge.

And I talked to my kids Ace. They seem to be okay with not being able to eat but what they can forage from neighborhood garbage cans and the dumpster behind First Wok. Decaying racoon actually starts to smell pretty tasty a week after Daddy has blown his paycheck on Mogan David and Uncle Ace's whore fund.

Re: all the anonymous donations... "I'm Spartacus"

It's a bit odd that you wd trust the guy with your hard earned bucks but not with your name.

Says the poster with no name.

My money doesn't have my boss' phone number on it. My IP address together with my name does. All's I'm saying is, once or twice in my online adventures, I have annoyed someone enough to try and reach out and touch me. It's a talent.

Ace, mine is the ginormous donation from somebody you never heard of before. You're welcome.

It's a bit odd that you wd trust the guy with your hard earned bucks but not with your name.

Says the poster with no name.

I trust Ace, I just don't trust you. Does he not see your IP address every time you post? Anyway, the name on my credit card is not blank. I assume the name on yours is not S. Weasel.

My IP leads to the medium-sized corporation where I work and several thousand other people. My IP plus my name leads to my desk, where I currently sit picking my teeth, scratching myself and generally not doing the job I was hired to do.

ACE,

Hey now. I sent $250.00 bucks. Ok, I know that does not cover that much, but . . . I didn't know you were looking for $250,000.

If bandwidth is costing you a fortune, I might be able to help.

Regards,

John

Ace, the eagle has landed. And now for my demands:
I didn't shell out my hard-earned cash for Tubino to spout his stupidity. If he ain't chipping in to the kitty, he's got to go.

When the homosexuals wanted to partake in the St. Patrick's Day parade, the parade's organizer told them in his thick South Boston accent, "Get your own damn parade."

Hey Toob, get your own damn blog. Make Canada proud -- Represent, YO! I'll visit, I promise.

My other demand, I mean request, is to know Ace's first name. This anonymous shit is fucking ridiculous.
Even Karol thinks it's queer to call you "Ace."