Just a quick note to let you know the page has been updated with the information I currently have.  If you haven't checked it lately, I changed the target goal from none to $500.00 yesterday.  It seemed more reasonable to set an amount even while we're not sure of the final funds needed.  I'm proud to say we've surpassed 100% by $50.00.  What a gang.

I'm letting it run it's course for awhile for reasons stated on the page.  Any extra goes to DickDay.  Need I say more?

http://tpmcafe.chipin.com/tpmcafe

Sometimes we need to remember that our President is a man.  Not a god, not an idol.  He is not omnipotent nor is he infallible.  He makes mistakes, changes his mind, says the wrong thing, scratches himself in inappropriate places, tells bad jokes and occasionally passes gas in public.  How do I know?  Because we all do.

He has a family that he loves, just as they love him.  He also argues with his spouse, becomes exasperated with his kids and makes them cry, spills coffee all over the place, throws his dirty socks on the floor and forgets to put the cap on the toothpaste.  How do I know?  Because we all do. 

He's a man with the most important and intolerable job in the world.  He has millions of bosses telling him what to do and how to do it within a million time frames.  Sometimes he feels discouraged, abandoned, afraid and alone.  How do I know?  Because we all do.

Our President is a man with a family trying to do his job to the best of his ability.  Agree or disagree with him vehemently - that is but one of the blessings of being a citizen of the United States of America.  But when you pause to take a breath ... spare one for him.

Take a look at these photos that are in the current edition of Time magazine.  His first 100 days.

http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,1893255,00.html

Open a window.  Open them all, let the gentle breeze of spring wash over you.  Breathe deeply, allow your lungs to experience the freedom of the cool, fresh air.  Inhale slowly.  Catch the scent of the flowers, the weeds, the trees all bursting forth.  Close your eyes.  Remember?  The earth under your feet begging to be captured by your footprints as you ran through the day.  The sneezes that made no sense except that they emptied your head and made your friends laugh.  Picking dandylions to string together, waiting for the watermelon to ripen ever so slowly.  No, no.  That's for the summer ... not just yet.  The first firefly on an especially warm night,  the first mosquito bite.  It's here.

Why can't we appreciate it?

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By now, most of you are aware of the effort to get DickDay back up to his old tricks.  He tried the old "My computer is broken and I can't get up" routine but we're not buying.  We're addicts and we can't stand the thought of another day without our Dayly fix.  On shaky legs I'll be the first to stand up and admit:  My name is Missy and I'm a DickDayaholic. 

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!  

So, to that end, here's what we're doing.  We're collectively collecting collections to reimburse those wonderful souls who are giving their possessions, their time and their money to bring our dear friend home again.  Seashell is contributing a PC which she has worked to restore as well as a brand new store-bought-and-everything mouse and keyboard.  Thepeoplechoose is pitching in with a barely used three year old 19" monitor (I know!  Can't you just imagine Dick's face?) and The Old Grouch is proving his moniker wrong by volunteering to make an over four eight hour round-trip just to set the whole thing up for Dick in his very own home.  He's going to do a bunch of other computer stuff that most of the rest of us don't understand but I know it's good.  Did I mention he's going to have to rent a car?  That ain't cheap, folks.  Neither is shipping a PC, monitor, keyboard and mouse from two separate locations.

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