As stolen from "Empire Records" ...

Here is the visual representation of what this blog is about:

And here is the textual version: This is my Paypal account.  Please give me money.

I know what you're thinking.  "Why the hell should I give you any money?"  I know exactly where you're coming from, because I wouldn't give me any money, either.  Granted, that's less because I would think I'm a selfish dipshit and more because I don't have a lot of extra cash to throw around, anymore than anyone else does these days.

It's that picture up there that made me do this.

I love "Empire Records."  It's cheesy and stupid and I make no bones about the fact that anybody else is perfectly within their rights to think it's trendy cult-movie BS.  But I watch it every time it's on and I enjoy the hell out of it.

But my favorite character is Deb's jar.

Yes, that jar.  The one that -- in a sea of paintings for cheap and CDs for sale in an attempt to raise money for their cause -- says, "Fuck it, we'd like your money."  The one that is both blunt, easy, and doesn't lie.  

There is no limit on Deb's jar.  Deb's jar could have been filled with pocket change.  It could have been filled with hundreds.  Deb's jar is an empty set.  I love Deb's jar because it's honest as fuck.

GIVE US YOUR MONEY.

Deb doesn't put any effort into it.  She sits in a chair and she lets you get the point.  Why bullshit?  They need money for their cause.  Their cause won't save a dying baby or keep them from losing their home.  Anyone staring at the jar knows damn well that what they get from giving the jar money is a place.  Maybe.  If they're lucky.  And maybe that might not even work out.  

This is like that.  This is my jar.  Feel free to give the jar money.

WHY SHOULD I GIVE YOUR JAR MONEY?

Good question!  Here's what you should know about me:

1. I don't need the money.  Now, that's not to say I'm privately wealthy or whatever.  I'm behind on a few bills, I've got a car loan (I need to have a car as I live in a rural area and can't get a job otherwise), I've got college debt to look forward to.  I am relatively healthy save for a few medications.  I am single and live alone save for a few pets.  Basically, I'm not going to starve or go homeless, but I'm also sometimes choosing between paying a bill or buying more groceries.  Right now, that's me and, like, half of all other Americans.

2. I wouldn't spend jar money on junk.  That's not the point of the jar.  Deb's jar is a no-bullshit way as saying, "Look, if you want to chip in so we can save ourselves, feel free."  This particular money would go towards bills, or groceries, or -- if it got excessive, which I doubt -- charities for people who need it more than me.  


2a.  I'm also not donating it all to the KKK or Westboro Baptist or whatever appalling group of racist homophobic assholes is available. 

3.  You don't have to contribute to the jar if you don't want to.  I'm not begging for money. I'm simply leaving out a jar and seeing what happens.  You can throw fifty bucks in the jar if you want.  Hell, you can throw in a penny if you want and then call me a greedy twit in the comments.    

4.  I am not using this to pay off four million bucks worth of credit card debt I never should have gotten myself into in the first place.  I only have one credit card at the moment with a $300 credit limit.  I'm not that woman who went online and asked people to pay for her credit card debt, but if nothing else I can't be too angry at her for being honest about her intentions.


5.  I am not coming back to this account for six months from today.  Today is September 27th, so figure March 27th.  I won't check or use the Paypal account, either.  I'm not advertising this, and I'm not attaching any ads to this site so I'll make some money anyway.  So basically I'm getting nothing more out of this than you put into this.


I only ask two things if you stumble across this blog:


1.  You comment.
2.  You mention it to at least one other person.


Whether or not you throw something in Deb's jar ... that's your choice.