Consumerist whoring

The most difficult part of starting a business is locating the start-up capital necessary to actually START the business -- to rent space, to purchase yarn, etc.

I've become BEST FRIENDS with Alfredo at Bank of America. He calls me almost every day, and smiles wide every time I go to visit him. I think this is the most attention I've gotten from a man in a long time!

But Alfredo's attention is not enough to finance the yarn store. And I'm still waiting for word back on an assortment of small business loans, but in the meanwhile, I thought I would prove to the world that I am a complete whore by begging for money. WORSE than a whore, really, since I'm not even spreading my legs for it!

Obviously there are a thousand worthier causes to which you could donate a dollar or five, so I implore you to go do that right now. Disaster relief, abused animals, starving children in Africa -- ALL of these deserve your five dollars more than I do. But if you'd rather fund the American Dream, or consider it an investment in the future knitterly awesomeness of San Diego, then here is the button:

[cross-posted in a wide assortment of other locations -- I'm not spreading my legs, but I sure am spreading the word!]