I love to write, but only for profit. So far, this has turned out pretty well. I've managed to win myself a TiVo and an iPod in writing contests, and I also got some cold, hard, cash for a wee bit of poetry. So of course I'm entering the McSweeney's writing contest. You should too. Just like the lottery, you can't win if you don't play. And no, I'm not holding out this blog as an example of finely crafted writing. Except for that piece yesterday about the squirrel. Pure Poolitzer.