Emigrant Trails Bike Trek Begging

Would you perchance have money lying around? I know it's a recession and all, but here I am with a pair of cajones, hands outstretched asking, "please sir, can I have some more?"

Here's the lowdown, the DL, the skinny. I'm biking a hundred miles for something important...quite important actually. I'm biking to breathe, or, rather, to help everyone breathe. I'm raising money for Breathe California. They help scrub the Califoria air clean. Admit it, you're addicted to breathing. You can't give it up. Neither can I.

So, let's at least make sure that inhalant is clean.

I need to raise $700 by next week. As of this moment, I'm sitting at:


"But, Paul," I you say, "I have a challenging time reading graphs!"

No problem, because I'll translate. The graph says, "I need money, in a bad way." In a time-to-post-on-Craigslist's-Erotic-Services-to-raise-the-needed-cash way. I don't want to enter the flesh trade to improve air quality. It doesn't sit well with me. I might get AIDS. AIDS for AIR seems excessive.

So, I need your help. Can you spot me a dollar, or two? I need to raise the money or they won't let me ride. Click here, if you're thoughtful. Click here, if you're not.

P.S. If you're wondering, I spell checked 'cajones.'