These days it seems like everyone, from Atrios to the freakin' National Review, is throwing some kind of fundraiser.
So, in the spirit of me-too-ism, I've thrown up a little tip jar over there in the sidebar. I don't expect it to get used, but it's there if you need it. I'm not going to call it out at the top of every page for a few weeks like Atrios or anything like that. I'm not going to give a big sob story either, just a small one: I ain't got no job.
If you feel like dropping a buck or two in there, great. Even better, buy a t-shirt, or buy ten t-shirts, some coffee mugs and a frisbee, they make great gifts! Even better than that, hire me to do some web work or to write your press release or an article for your magazine or to be a member of your celebrity entourage.
See? There are so many options.
P.S. -- Oh, and despite the title of this post, I'm not single. Sorry, ladies, spoken for! I just don't know the personal ad abbreviation for "in a relationship," probably because that just wouldn't make sense.
