Ramified

Billy Bob and I were lurking about the neighborhood as usual this morning when we (well, I--BB is pretty deef) heard music--some variety of crap rock--from the direction of Federal Boulevard. Turns out the Race for the Cure was meandering by.


Lots of people, blah, blah, read the article.

What's interesting, I aver, is that just yesterday I needed a new clicker for the garage door and found this:


The official Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure garage-door opener from Chamberlain. Fifty bucks. It appears to be the exact same opener as the non-Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure garage-door opener, not even engraved or anything, at the same price. The ad copy, though, says, "Proceeds from the sale of this limited-edition Clicker® remote control benefit Susan G. Komen for the Cure."\

Maybe it comes with a certificate or something. And by "proceeds," do they mean "all proceeds?"  (rhet.)