dreaming...

I had a dream last night that I wanted to help earn money to donate to Hurricane Katrina relief efforts but was not sure how to get people involved. Eventually I decided to have a sexathon. Yeah, you read that right; I decided to have a sexathon. You know, A lot like a walkathon or Jump Rope for Heart. Everyone who decided to participate would go around asking people to donate a certain amount of money for each time they had sex. Sadly, I woke up before I could put my plan into action.

You see how fucked up my dreams are?


The scary part is, I don’t think it’s such a bad idea…