Musings from the Trophy Case

As I sit here pondering from my crystal prison, with little chance of immediate escape, I think about a quick foray into the 3rd floor washroom, to use the few remaining minutes I have left. Slowly, ever so slowly I feel my mind slipping away into the abyss that lies waiting!!!!!

We were told we were crazy, loopy, wacko, why would we spend 50 hrs inside a box? The answer really is why not? Caring about the world and the people in it, what a concept!!!

Call Ed and I crazy, but we want a better world. One that combines left and right thinking to create a good society, a just society, a society with enclosed spaces!!!!

Why am I ending every paragraph with exclamation marks. Because I am yelling this to Ed as I write!!!!!!

The glow from the fluorescent bulbs pulsating above, thrusts my brain into a spiralling headache, and my eyes squint in pain and frustration as I try to hold a conservation with a passing donor. It is 7:45 pm on Monday night and we have already reached 92% of our goal. Thanks be to all, you cared enough to show your support.

There was a moment when a lovely young woman came and gave $50 because a relative had recently died of cancer, she climbed in the Trophy Case(this was the prize for donating $50) and had a picture taken with her camera, the entire episode was very moving and I almost came to tears. When people give of themselves, it makes the world a better place.

Paul Pushka Royston