Young Mork attended the Child's Play Dinner, a traditional haunt, and offered up an auction off the cuff - drawing your D&D character, that ended up bringing in twenty-thousand dollars. I was gonna type that with numbers, but stretched out it's such a fucking slab. It was a crafty play and it's the sort of thing he has done many times at the event - reading the room, then identifying and playing along to its energy. He wrote up a whole thingy about the night plus Child's Play in general, here twenty years in.
