MOOP!

My mother has Multiple Sclerosis.

If you don't know what that is, it's a form of brainfuckery that affects the brain and spine, and can therefore manifest in all sorts of entertaining symptoms. Like not being able to see out of one eye, or severe double vision. Like dragging one foot and falling down a lot when you get overheated. Like getting overheated *really* easily, especially in summer, or when you do any physical labor ever, and needing to sleep a lot.

It, to put it in a single word, sucks.

In mom's case, it *also* means giving herself a shot of nice fun meds, to try and keep from relapsing. This is good, because if she does relapse, she gets to have a nice joyous dose of steroids. Steroids do not have awesome side effects. So, a nice fun injection. Every. Single. Day.

That also, to put it in a single word, sucks.

"But Sor! You are so awesome that your mother must be even more awesome! I don't want her to have to suffer! How can I help?"

Well, I'm glad you asked me that. See, I have this awesome button. I wear it at conventions, mostly, but every once in a while, I wear it about the world. We're just gonna pretend I'm wearing it right here and now on the internet.

It's a bright orange (of course!) button that says "Give Me A Dollar, Ask Me Why!"

The why is above. It's a fundraising tactic, the goal of which is to raise money for the MS society, so they can hopefully find a cure. My button feeds into Team Greykell, who is less than two months away from the challenge walk they're gonna do at the start of October. Every single walker on the team needs to earn fifteen hundred dollars. That's the easy part. After they've raised that money, they're gonna go walk fifty miles¹.

((And my mother, after she has walked those fifty miles, is gonna cross the finish line and turn some cartwheels. I. Shit. You. Not. My mother is not merely awesome, she's crunchy.))

If you've got a spare dollar or twenty, go drop it in the donation box of one of our walkers --Brett Abbott, Stacey Abbott, John Buckley, Daniel Delaney, Greykell Dutton, Patty Hill, Russ Ives, John Kennedy, or Christopher Osborn.

"But Sor, you know me! I'm a starving college student/artist/lighting designer/soapmaker/mad scientist/teacher/actor. I don't even have a spare *quarter* to give the team! But I still really really want to help!"

Well, if you're in Maryland, that's easy --Join Team Greykell. Take that weekend, and sign up on the website and volunteer. On the day you're volunteering, go out to wherever the rest stop is being held, wearing your piratical best, and show the MS society just why Commodore Greykell's pirate crew is the best in the land. It's fun --no, really, I've done it a whole heap now-- and it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

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So, for ease of you guys giving us money:

Give Me A Dollar!

Because MS sucks.

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~Sor
MOOP!

1: Okay, technically, the Challenge Walk is 50 kilometers --only about 30 miles. They changed it last year --fifty was too long or something. Which is why Team Greykell hosts a "training" walk the day before the actual challenge, where those who want to can go ahead and walk the extra eighteen or twenty miles.