11.27.2012 | 2:15 pm
Ordinarily, I start my contest giveaway posts by sort of dancing around the topic. I hint. I allude. I relate personal anecdotes. All while hoping you’ll somehow have forgotten that I already pretty much told you what I’m giving away in the headline.
But today I’m not going to do that. Because I am so freaking excited about this bike. Instead — a mere two paragraphs into this post — I’m just going to come out and say it, in highly-noticeable bold italicized text: One of the Grand Prizes in the Grand Slam for Zambia 2 contest is a Specialized S-Works Stumpjumper FSR Carbon 29.
Here’s what the S-Works Stumpjumper FSR Carbon 29 looks like when it’s all built up, though — as you’ll see when you read a little further down this post — the colors and specs will be different than shown here:
That right there is a very fine bike. A $9500 bike, as shown stock, above. Anyone would be proud to have that bike just the way it’s shown.
But you see, we aren’t getting a stock bike. We’re going full-on custom.
First up, Specialized is donating the frame, which looks like this:
This frame — which retails for $4500 — is pretty much the foundation for the best trail bike you can build right now. It’s a FACT 11m full carbon FSR frame with dedicated 29er geometry, 130mm of travel, full-cartridge bearing pivots, PF30 BB, and 142mm dropouts. In other words, it’s a much nicer frame than you have ever imagined.
For the rear suspension, you’ll have a FOX/Specialized Brain shock with the ground-breaking AUTOSAG feature, buttery-smooth Kashima coating, Trail Tune inertia valve damping, Brain Fade, and adjustable rebound. If you don’t understand what that means, though, how about this: you’ll be able to roll over all kinds of stuff, and laugh maniacally as you do.
It’s going to be light enough for fast climbing, and incredibly plush for extraordinary descending.
And I gotta say, I like the orange, black, and white color scheme.
But wait a second. I believe I said that The Grand Slam for Zambia was going to include this as a bike, not just a bike frame.
And that leads us to the remarkable component spec for this bike, courtesy of SRAM.
Drivetrain: SRAM XX
This is SRAM’s top-of-the-line 2×10 group, and it’s a beauty. I especially dig the look of the crankset:
But you’re going to be all set up with the XX-ness. Shifters (you can choose between trigger and grip), derailleurs, brakes, everything. Even the incredibly sweet RockShox Revelation XX.
Wheels: SRAM RISE 60 29″
The RISE 60 wheel set are a sexy set of asymmetric carbon fiber rims. Sapim CX-Ray spokes and exclusive hub and pawl designs integrate seamlessly with your ride to boost speed, strength and engagement while ensuring low inertia and explosive acceleration. At least, that’s what the marketing copy says. One thing’s for sure: they’re going to look and ride fantastic. Look:
Bar and Stem: Truvativ
These are built for pro racing from Truvativ’s strongest, lightest carbon fiber. The Noir T40 Flat Bar weights just 110 grams and is 580mm wide fro maximum control, with a 5-degree sweep.
The Truvativ Stylo T40 stem is light enough for pro-level XC racing, but strong enough for burly trail riding. And I cannot believe that I just used “burly” in a sentence.
I Envy You
When all is said and done, this is going to be an absolute top-shelf mountain bike. As in a $10,000 top-shelf mountain bike. Sadly for me, I cannot win it. Which seems desperately unfair, but there you have it.
But you could win it — or any of the other prizes I’ve either announced or am going to be announcing soon. (Which includes, just as a reminder, an awesome “Africa in Moab” trip, the NYC trip, and a bunch of other things I am going to freak you out with in the very near future).
All you have to do to have a chance at winning is to go to my donation page and do something really kind and good that you’d probably do anyway: make a donation of any amount. Someone’s going to be chosen at random to win this bike. And while it’s unlikely to be you, it was also unlikely that Ed would win the Mojo. Or that Laura would win the trip to France. Or that Paul would win the trip to NYC.
In other words, someone’s going to win each of these prizes. And since, when all is said and done, this contest is going to have more than 10 prizes that could be considered “grand” prizes (3 Moab trips + the NYC trip + this bike, and we’ve hardly even gotten started), maybe this is a contest worth entering.
Oh, and if you don’t really dig mountain biking, you may want to go ahead and donate anyway. Because you wouldn’t be far wrong to think of this week as a Specialized sandwich, where one of the pieces of bread is this incredible bike I just described, and the other piece of bread is something roadies might find more to their liking (and is every bit as top-shelf).
What prizes will be revealed tomorrow, though? Another bike (not from Specialized), and a number of very cool other things.
And then, next week, I’m going to announce stuff that is even more insane than what I’m announcing this week. Stuff that is simply not to be believed. Honestly, I do not see how it will be possible for me to ever top this contest. I just don’t.
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11.26.2012 | 1:07 pm
A Note of Congratulations from Fatty: Paul W of North Carolina was the winner of the trip to NYC this weekend to see the SRAM pART Project show. Here’s part of the email he sent when he found out he won:
My two brothers and our families haven’t exchanged gifts for many years; instead we each pick a charity and make a donation. The past two years, my wife and I have donated to WBR. Thanks for bringing it to our attention and showing us firsthand the good WBR is doing.
I look forward to meeting you, the Hammer, and the folks from WBR. I’m hoping “awesome” turns out to be an understatement! Thanks for all you do (on many fronts) and for giving me this opportunity to see a small portion of how WBR makes it all happen.
I really love Paul’s family’s idea of making donations on behalf of each other for Christmas. Really, it feels a lot more true to the intent of the holiday than a gift card to Chili’s.
My sisters and parents can expect a similar gift-giving strategy from me this year. If you’d like to do the same, click here to make a donation. And if you donate $134 (the cost of a bike) or more, WBR will send a card, including a personal message from you, to the person you’re donating on behalf of (The Hammer got her card last week).
And — just like Paul — even though you’re donating on behalf of someone else, you may still win an incredibly cool prize.
A Week of Giving Away Bicycles
This week is going to be all about giving away bicycles. What does that mean? Well, it means that on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday this week, I’m going to reveal a new prize that will be given away as part of Grand Slam 2, and each of those prizes will be bicycles.
If you take the time to do the math, I have just told you that there will be three different bikes given away as part of this contest. And let me assure you: you will desperately want at least one of them.
I’m incredibly excited to reveal these latest prizes in what I am absolutely positively confident is the biggest giveaway I have ever done. By a factor of about five, I think.
Today’s post is also about giving away bicycles. But it’s about the reason we’re doing this big ol’ contest in the first place.
Today’s post is about the day I got to visit a school in Zambia and witness the massive change a bicycle makes in a child’s life.
It’s also the day I — on behalf of all of you — got to give away the last 100 bicycles of the 1000+ we bought in last year’s fundraiser.
What I Had Been Waiting For
I loved every single day of my visit to Zambia. But there was one thing I really cared about. One thing I was looking forward to: going to a school and giving away some of the 1000 bikes earned by the Grand Slam for Zambia.
Finally, that day was here.
We started by walking a kilometer or so on the dirt roads the kids walk to get to school (the kids walk anywhere from 2 – 10 Km (up to 5-6 miles) one way, each day to get to school. We had to make way for oxen teams and goats. We also had time to look at the cotton and corn crops, as well as the banana trees growing on the sides of the road.
Such a different range of plants from what we’re used to.
We then road our bikes a few more kilometers to the schoolyard (our guide didn’t want us worn out by having to walk as far as these kids do every day), where we were greeted by song and dance by hundreds of kids, as well as all their parents and the teachers for the school.
I have lost track of how many times I have listened to this song. Incredible voices.
Just to give you a sense of how poor these kids really are and how limited their resources are, consider this: there are a grand total of seven teachers for the 700 children at this school. And here are a couple shots of the school itself. Outside first:
If you look closely at the kids playing soccer in the field, you’ll see the ball, which is made of plastic bags wrapped up in twine to hold a basic ball-like shape.
And here’s the inside of the school. You may want to sit down for this:
That’s the “chalkboard” you see on the far right of the photo. Also note that there is no glass in the windows. Which was fine when we were there (the weather is perfect during their winter non-rainy season, about 75-80 degrees).
So yeah. The kids here don’t have a lot. Which means that a day where they will be receiving 100 bicycles is a little bit like if everyone in your neighborhood was notified they had won the lottery.
Pretty much everyone in the community showed up for the big ceremony:
A group of people were singing and dancing to welcome us, and — as usual, we were invited to join in. We’d gotten over our shyness and jumped right in. (I was always so excited to see my son Brice always being the first to join in, with a huge smile and no apparent self-conciousness):
Then it was my turn to talk. I had a pretty simple set of objectives with my speech:
- Keep it short
- Remind the children receiving the bikes that they have important commitments that come with these bikes.
- Tell the children to remember that bikes are also for fun.
Here’s my speech; you decide whether I did OK.
Magic Time
And then it was time to give bikes away to the children. Which brings up the question: who gets bikes? Well, that’s one of the really fantastic things about World Bicycle Relief. They’re really smart about that very difficult decision, since — for now — there are a lot fewer bikes than there are children who need them.
So here’s the way it works, to the best of my understanding:
- 70% of the bikes go to girls. This is because girls take the improved opportunities a bike brings and pour the improvements back into their family and community. Boys tend to be more selfish (I’m talking about a Zambian cultural phenomenon, though I think most people would agree it’s more of a global thing. Sorry guys, but we all know it’s true).
- Distance and need factor in. Children who live further from school are more likely to get a bike, as are children in families with special needs (like if there’s only one parent present or the family is especially poor).
- The community makes the decision. In order to avoid having it seem like an uninformed group of strangers decides who gets the bikes, the community leaders take the guidance of WBR and then make the decisions of who gets the bikes.
- The bike comes with a contract. I haven’t seen the contract, but it essentially says that in order to keep the bike, the child commits to taking care of the bike and staying in school for at least two more years.
And then, after the contracts are signed, there’s a big ceremony where the children get the bikes, giving an extra sense of importance and responsibility to what they are being given.
We each took turns giving bikes to the children, who were often accompanied by a parent:
I’m pointing at the “Grand Slam for Zambia” sticker in this photo.
To give you an idea of how precious the bikes are to these kids, check out this photo:
Like most children, she will not remove the protective shipping material from the bike until it basically is ready to fall off. They want to preserve this present as new for as long as they can.
And then there was some time for some photos:
After which we’d look on the LCD to see how they had turned out:
A Ride Together
After all this, we said goodbye to the school, and along with one of the girls — Emily — who had just received a new bike, rode our bikes along the dirt paths back to her home.
Along the way, I talked with F.K. Day a little about WBR and what it does:
Then we talked with Emily (the sixth children of eight) and her family under a tree near her house. Emily told us she lives about 5.4 miles away from school, and until today, this meant about a two-hour walk, each way, each day.
And that was after her morning chores of sweeping, gathering water from the well near her house, and cooking breakfast for the family.
And when she got home, she’d still have to tend the garden and do her homework, as well as go for water from the well again.
Obviously, this bike is going to make it possible for this girl to have a much better life, and not just in a small way.
To see what it’s like to draw water from a well, we all walked with her to the well — about 1/2Km away and drew water from it.
Emily showed us how it’s done:
Before long, there was a crowd of about twenty people from the village.
They were all laughing to see a couple of very strange things. First, that white people were drawing water for them. And second, that men were drawing and carrying water (which is clearly women’s work).
The Hammer was better at it than I was.
Emily’s mom then showed us how a pro does it (i.e., no-handed):
That’s some serious skill she’s exhibiting, but it is s-l-o-w work walking a bucket of water from the well to home. Being able to put that bucket of water on the back of her bike from now on is going to improve not just Emily’s life, but her whole family’s life.
That’s awesome.
There are 1000+ people whose lives are vastly improved, thanks to the bikes we gave away in 2012.
I’m excited to work with you to give away even more in 2013.
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11.19.2012 | 3:11 pm
A Note from Fatty: This will be my last post ’til after Thanksgiving. Meanwhile, remember that if you want a chance at winning the trip to NYC to see the pART show, you need to donate by midnight, Tuesday, 11/20. Thanks!
I have an annual tradition (e.g., 2011, 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007) of writing a post around Thanksgiving time, describing something I’m thankful for. This year, that post will take the form of a story about one of the days I spent in Zambia this summer, getting to know a group of caregivers: people who spend their time helping others.
You see, schoolkids aren’t the only ones who are eligible to receive bikes from World Bicycle Relief – just the most prominent one.
World Bicycle Relief also provides bikes to volunteer caregivers who take it upon themselves to look after the sick and poor in their community.
As part of our trip, The Hammer, The Swimmer, my 16yo boy, Brice, and I got to spend a day with them. (By the way, I highly recommend reading the story Simon Dunne, Global Advocacy Manager at Specialized, wrote about this same day.)
Meet the Caregivers
We started the day by meeting at the district office where the Caregivers meet — a group of about a dozen adults who volunteer their time to visit AIDS patients, orphans, and the sick in their neighborhood.
We were a little bit worried it was going to be a very sad-feeling, depressing day. Instead, when we arrived at the office, the caregivers were outside singing and dancing for us, and having us join in. This wasn’t the first time we had been invited to join in singing and dancing with a group of kind-hearted Zambians, and we were starting to love this ice-breaker.
The caregivers all had interesting, very emotional stories of their own about why they became caregivers. One was because she was an orphan herself. One was because she wanted to do the right thing for kids in her community, with the hope that if her kids ever needed help, the favor would be returned.
And they were there to give hope to people who otherwise would feel hopeless — to show the sick that someone cares about them.
All of these people had a very difficult time helping others before they got bicycles from World Bicycle Relief. Getting the 3+ miles to a client’s house (the caregivers called the people they are in charge of seeing “clients” [see Simon's story for the thinking behind this]) without a bicycle took an hour. Getting to a clinic to get medicine for one of their clients took more time. And emergencies were almost impossible to respond to.
Theresa, one of the women we talked with, described how having a bicycle made a huge difference. She told a story of how one time she rushed to a client’s home, gave the lady in labor a ride to the clinic on her bicycle (!), then got a call while she was there from another client and went to take care of the sick child there.
She couldn’t have done any of this without one of the bikes World Bicycle Relief provided her.
We got ready to head out, with the plan being that we would visit a caregiver’s home to see what their homelife is like, after which we’d be visiting with some of their clients, too.
But as we were getting ready to go, school got out, and a bunch of curious kids came over to see us. They seemed to like having their picture taken, saying, “hello” in English to us (kids and adults alike we passed during the day always waved and said “hello” — it was the friendliest place we’ve ever been).
Most beautiful eyes, ever.
The Swimmer and Brian (who’ll be joining us for the Africa in Moab trip) get photographed with schoolkids.
And then it was time to ride.
Brice rides a very typical road in rural Zambia.
The Swimmer navigates through a patch of deep sand.
As we rode, we’d wave to kids walking home from school. Every single one of the people we waved to waved back.
I am the Happiest Bike Taxi In the World
While we were heading to the next caregiver’s client, I saw a boy walking in the same direction we were riding. On a hunch, I gestured to the sturdy rack on the rear of my bike. The boy nimbly hopped aboard before I even had a chance to slow for him, and with such smoothness — he didn’t disturb my balance at all – that I knew he had practice doing this. He stayed aboard ’til his path went a different way than mine, then hopped off.
For the rest of the trip, I made a point of giving as many people (both kids and adults) rides as I could. It was in fact one of my favorite parts of the whole trip.
Lackson’s Home
We first went to the home of Lackson — one of the caregivers in the area — and his wife Brenda. They were kind enough to show us their 3-room house (the entirety of which was smaller than our bedroom). The kitchen is a separate building with a firepit. Here we are with Lackson in front of it:
Here’s the inside of the kitchen:
Here’s Brenda, standing next to their chicken coop (on the poles to the left of her) and corn they have drying in the sun so it can be ground into meal (to the right of her):
They have no running water or electricity, but act like they live in a castle. Lackson was very proud of his house, that he had a garden that feeds his family, and that he is able to be a caregiver to those who have less than him.
Lackson is an amazing, generous man — an incredible example.
Paying a Visit to Caregiver’s Clients
We then rode our bikes to see one of Lackson’s clients: Juliana (a widow) and her son and grandson. Both these boys have sickle cell anemia, and so have very frequent emergencies that require Lackson to come and help. Juliana said that having Lackson’s help was “like having a husband again.”
Juliana had the nicest house of any we saw that day; World Vision (a large charity) had built it for her. It had 3 good-size rooms, as well as a tin roof and a concrete floor. Here she is with her grandson Louis, Dave (the head of the caregiver’s association), Lackson, and Dulani.
We had one of the real highlights of the day here, when we gave this family some gifts to thank them for inviting us to their home: some wet wipes, some t-shirts, and a soccer ball. They were very polite when they got the first two things, but when we pulled the soccer ball out, the boys went completely nuts. Huge smiles. Juliana screamed and then laid down on the ground, clapping her hands — her way of showing extreme appreciation:
When Juliana found out that Brice is my son, she couldn’t believe it. “He’s so much taller than you!” she kept exclaiming. She wanted a picture of us with Dulani, because Dulani is a couple years older than Brice:
And here’s The Swimmer with Louis, who I expect has not yet let go of the soccer ball:
Godfrey
Next it was time to head out to see one of Theresa’s clients, a man named Godfrey who is living with AIDS.
Godfrey took us to the bore hole (well) where the community gets water. He’s lucky; it’s less than a half-mile from his home. Theresa showed us what it’s like to be strong by lifting the basin full of water (probably 50 pounds), putting it on her head, and walking it back to Godfrey’s home.
Theresa talked with us a little about what caregivers do, which was pretty much anything that needed doing. Fetching water, bringing food, going to the clinic for medication (or giving the client a ride to the clinic), or — often — being a source of tough compassion: making sure that people who might otherwise give up, don’t. Make them understand that their clients understand that taking their medication will make a difference. That they shouldn’t just lie down and wait to die.
Lackson and Theresa were both happy to do the work. And by “happy,” I mean that specific word. They weren’t just OK with doing a good deed because it needed doing. They were genuinely happy people.
Gratitude for Those Who Help
This blog has put me in a position to experience some amazing things. But by far the very best thing I’ve seen is what happens when people help each other.
Think about it: Good companies help me put together great prizes to make contests interesting. Then you and I help World Bicycle Relief by donating to them. World Bicycle Relief helps caregivers take better care of their clients.
People live longer. People live better. All because people help other people, whether they know each other or not.
I’m grateful for being able to witness this. Partially because it’s good to see and be a part of it. And also partially because I’m a pretty selfish person at heart, and am not very proud of that fact. When I so often see the good that can be done by those who aren’t selfish, I at least sometimes am able to put aside my ordinary self, and be more like those I admire.
So, for those who help — no matter how you help, or who you help: Thank you. You make a larger difference than you know.
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11.16.2012 | 9:25 am
Sometimes I sit and reflect
Upon myself
Dwelling upon my sadness
And my heartache
Wishing that I could share
All that I know
But have promised to not
Reveal
For there is so much
That I could say
So much that I could tell you
Especially about the
Heretofore unannounced
Prizes in the
Oh-so-cleverly-named
Grand Slam for Zambia II
(This Time It’s Personal)
But I will not!
No, I shall not reveal that
I have so many grand prizes
To give away
That the term “grand prize”
Has begun to haunt my
Dreams
I wish I could tell the world
That a major cycling company
Will give away not one bike
Worth closer to $10K than to $5K
But will instead give away two
One bike for roadies
One for lovers of dirt
But I cannot say which company this is!
Nor which bikes
(Or at least will not
For I am coy)
I shall not let slip
That in the near future
I shall have a week
Of blog posts
Wherein each day I shall
Describe a cycling trip prize:
Airfare, room
And hotel
(Or resort or cabin or tent)
All included
Where you will ride
And eat
And hang out
And quite possibly hobnob
With Cycling VIPs
(By which I do not mean me,
Though I shall sometimes
Be there too.)
I refuse to drop a hint
That one of these trips
Is to a famous and well-loved
Gran Fondo
I further adamantly
Do not concede that
One of these trips is to the
First-of-its-kind
By-invitation-only
And hotly-anticipated event
Put on by a top pro
No! I will not discuss
That I might give away
An entry
To a nigh-impossible-to-get-into event
(Which I have done sixteen times)
Along with personal training advice from
Someone who has won that event
Quite often
I will not say that
My favorite companies
(Twin Six and Honey Stinger
Among others)
Are offering
Seriously cool prizes
I shall keep all that to myself
And oh!
If only I could reveal
That numerous pros
Will provide cool prizes too
(Would I be giving too much away
If I were to reveal that
One of the pros
Has “Dating Mike”
as an anagram
For his Twitter handle?
Or that another has the same last name
As the other
But is not related?)
Alas
I cannot tell any of this
But must instead simply remind you
That in addition to these prizes
All of which you are unaware
There are some pretty amazing prizes
Already revealed
Like a trip to New York
And three (yes three)
People will get
Trips to Moab
(Where I think I might have
To show you the Mag 7 trail)
I wish I could tell you
About all of these prizes
Each of which
You might win
If you help a child
In Zambia
Have a vastly improved chance
At a good life
With a bicycle
If you knew about these things
I am relatively confident
You would agree
I have pretty much
Blown the doors
Off any bike-related
Fundraising contest
There has ever been.
And I think you would want
To be a part of this
And do some good
And maybe win something
Incredible
By making a donation
Thank you.
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11.13.2012 | 9:41 pm
A Note from Fatty: Today is National Guacamole Day. Yes, really! Be sure to celebrate responsibly (i.e., by eating a bare minimum of three avocados-worth of guacamole). My how-to video should give you all the information you need to participate in this international celebration.
A Note from Fatty About the Contest: If you’ve already read about the new prize that’s being offered and now you just want to find the link to donate and enter the contest, it’s right here.
Over the next month or so, I’m going to be revealing prize after prize for the Grand Slam II project. The biggest problem I have, in fact, is what order to reveal these prizes.
But I need to talk about one of these prizes right now, because I’ll be awarding that prize in less than a week.
Let’s Go to New York and Eat and Look at Art and Stuff
As you may know, I’m a very suave and sophisticated person. I’m very comfortable in big cities and have no difficulty finding my way around.
Also, when visiting places like New York, I don’t stick out like a yokel from a tiny town that boasts, as its entire retail district, a gas station, a candy store, and two sno-cone shacks (we love our sno-cones around here).
Oh, and I look super sharp when I dress up, too. Totally like I didn’t buy my going-out-on-the-town outfit in the mid-90’s.
Hence, I’m the perfect person to fly you out to New York on November 29, meet you for dinner — along with The Hammer, Katie from World Bicycle Relief, and some SRAM hotshots — and then take you to the one-night-only SRAM pART Project art show, where artists are required to incorporate bike parts into their art, and the proceeds from the show all go toward World Bicycle Relief.
For most people, entrance to this show costs $268. In other words, people get into the show by buying a couple bikes for kids in Zambia. But the winner of this contest will get in free.
And as a bonus, you’ll get to hear my very enlightened observations and commentary on the merits of each work. (Hint: I’m very astute and make extremely insightful . . . um . . . insights.)
Hey, let’s take a look at a few of the works that will be on display:
Free Wheeling, by Lewis Tardy (I should mention that I got to meet Lewis last summer. He was the grand prize winner in the show last year, so he got to come to Zambia the same time I did. He’s a great guy and I love his work.)
Singletrack, by Jonathan Sanders
Ostrich, by Rob Millard-Mendez
Heart Lode, by Mark Castator
You can check out other pieces that will be on display here.
OK, Let’s Get Specific
So here’s what you can win, and how. Let’s start with the “what” part:
- Round-Trip Airfare to NYC (from within US; if you’re outside the US you can still win, but it’s your responsibility to cover airfare to the US)
- Dinner at the Half King with Fatty, The Hammer, Katie of WBR, and Mike Kollins (COO of WBR)
- Entrance into the pART Project Show
- Hotel for 1 night: Don’t worry, you don’t have to share.
It’s going to be an awesome time. And not just because I intend to wear suspenders and a monocle, as I’m given to understand all patrons of the art do when looking at artistic objects and saying very eloquent things about those artistic objects.
And in short, It’s going to be a lot of fun.
So how do you enter? Easy. Just make a donation at my Grand Slam for Zambia II page. That’s all you’ve got to do. For every $5 you donate, you get a chance at the prize.
And yes, if you’ve already donated for the Grand Slam II, you’re already entered for this contest (and for the others that are going to be coming soon). So that’s kind of a cool bonus, isn’t it?
But here’s the thing. We’ve got to have a little time to take care of buying plane tickets and stuff, so the drawing has to happen on 11/21. Which means that you need to make your donation by Midnight, 11/20.
More prizes are coming soon, so even if you don’t win this one, donating now sets you up for winning what’s coming down the pike. (Hint: there is no pike coming down the pike. A pike makes a terrible prize.)
Good luck; I hope to see you in NYC!
PS: If you’re in the area and would just like to see the show, a few tickets are still available.
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