Bait and Switch:Sex for Charity
The time has come for all of you to put your hands deep in your pockets. Now wriggle your fingers. Doesn't that feel good? Well how much better will it feel when you pull that nice hard fat wallet out and slowly unfurl a few of those lovely crisp green bills to slowly ease it into the g-string of my selected charity for this year's Blogathon?
Some of you may not know that I suffered from a neuroblastoma
. A neuroblastoma is a relatively rare cancer of the sympathetic nervous system. Each year about 600 children in the United States will develop neuroblastoma. Generally developing in young children, it accounts for half of all malignancies in infants. Neuroblastoma's first symptoms are often vague and may include fatigue and loss of appetite. Because symptoms are so unclear, half of all neuroblastomas have already spread to other parts of the body by the time suspicions are raised and a diagnosis is made. I myself was paralyzed from the shoulders down by the time the diagnosis was made even though my mother had noticed symptoms three days before. Think about that for a moment-a perfectly healthy baby to paralyzed from the shoulders down most likely permanenetly. Even the lucky ones, like myself, face multiple surgeries, radiation therapy, chemotherapy with a whole host of long term side effects, emergency hospitalizations, paralysis, months in wheelchairs and on crutches. ( Sloane Kettering offers more detailed information about this type of cancer and its treatment
) Even if the child survives, the neurological damage sustained before diagnosis is often permanent. My mother was told by a neurologist that the best mobility she could hope for in my case is that I drag myself arm over arm across the floor. At 32 I am an award winning ballroom dancer and expert downhill skier. Unfortunately, not all children with this cancer are as lucky as I am.
But you can help even the scales. This year, I will be blogging to help raise money for the Neuroblastoma Children's Cancer Society
in order to help other families facing what my family survived. If you can't give money, you can help in other ways. If you are blogger, you can post information about the 'thon on your blog. (For more general information or to register your own blog visit www.blogathon.org
). You can send emails with links to this post to others who might be able to help. Or you can simply send me supportive emails on the night of 'thon and make sure I don't fall asleep.
As usual I will be hosting an interactive horror movie trivia contest. All trivia contestants will receive a signature Bunni candy care package including gummi brains, chocolate eyeballs, sour worms and other assorted goodies (more details soon). There will also be giveaways including DVDs, t-shirts, and other cool schwag for lucky trivia winners.
But here's the kicker folks. You want hot Parisian paramour sex, you better pony up cos that sex bloggin' well it's no longer free. I'm not givin' you any details-not how long or hard or deep-not even so much a peek of panties until I raise (drum roll) $100 dollars of sponsorship. My goal for this year is to raise $1,000. So ask not what this blog can do for you, but what you can do for this blog.
In order to sponsor me for this year's thon visit this link http://www.blogathon.org/pledge.php?blogid=71.
Please feel free to email me with any questions or concerns that you might have about the thon, the blog, the charity, or why you never see baby pidgeons (just checking to see if you are still reading this). I mean how often do you get to make the world a better place by helping an insomniac nymphomaniac with questionable movie taste?
Bad Bunni posted at 7/05/2007 09:02:00 PM
Yeah I know, I owe you hot Parisian sex. I'll get to it later today, but for now as I blog from work here is a fun meme that I picked up from charmingly-wicked
. Go to wikipedia and type in the day and month of your birth. Then pick three events, two births and one holiday that occurred on your birthday and post them.
December 20th 69
AD - Vespasian
, a former general under Nero
, enters Rome
to claim the title of emperor
December 20th 1192
- Richard the Lion-Heart
was captured and imprisoned by Leopold V
on his way home to England after signing a treaty with Saladin
ending the crusade
December 20th, 2005 New York City transit strike
: New York City
's Transport Workers Union
Local 100 goes on strike, shutting down all New York City Subway
December 20th, 1629
- Pieter de Hooch
, Dutch painter
December 20th, 1946 - Dick Wolf
, creator of my favorite mental crack-Law and Order
December 20th- The Saints Day of Ursicinus of Saint-Ursanne
Bad Bunni posted at 7/03/2007 01:44:00 PM
Writing About Sex by way of Eddie Monsoon
"I am not a cripple and I do not believe in self control." Eddie Monsoon
It's come to that point in the Paris diaries where I am going to have to write about sex. Now I've never written about how difficult it is for me to write sex scenes. Not just because I know quite a few people in real life who read these entries (Bakerina, the Doberman, the Office Elf....), but because these entries aren't about my internal life. They are brutally honest about things I've done. It's one thing to show your tits on screen for half a second for Girls Gone Really More Wild Than Ever, Snoop Dog Swears Part III. It's another thing to write about picking up a strange man with whom you don't share a common language and then standing him up because let's face it you didn't really want him for long walks in the Jardins de Luxembourg and philosophical conversations in the D'orsay. To write about it in such a way that your audience will suspend their moral judgement, I hope, and instead begin thinking about booking their own trip to Paris so that they can experiment with the hotel mirrors.
This is my way of saying that writing about sex is a difficult process for me so...be gentle.
Bad Bunni posted at 7/01/2007 09:43:00 PM