When I attended the benefit

for planned parenthood, I was appalled at the lack of support to the cause. There were the organizers of the event plus myself and the band scheduled to play was out smoking cigarettes outside. Once I took my seat, I questions the lack of people and realized that not once had I seen a sign or poster for the event. I then questioned my own understanding of the time and place of the event and how I had originally decided on attending.  My questions were subsided upon the raffel in which I am proud to say, I won.  The question now is: what to do with $100 worth of condoms and lube.