I am your Gmail whore

Alright, hippies. Thanks to the generosity of the mysterious reader known only as "ak," I have recently been deigned worthy of inclusion in the heretofore nerd-exclusive tech redoubt, Gmail. For those not in the know, Gmail is a web-based email service run by Google. It's like Yahoo! or Hotmail, but much radder cos Gmail gives you 1000 MB of storage. The catch is that a computer sometimes scans the content of your messages and implants content-relevant ads. The funny side of that, however, is that you can manipulate it so that it displays ads about, say, "Gilmore Girls," or "transsexual horse porn."
Anyway, it's free, it gives you a shit-ton (that's metric, homes) of storage space, and until it goes public, it's exclusive to invitees only. I've got 6 accounts that I'm auctioning off to the highest bidder (or to the first three people who contact me after I give out accounts to all my friends).
Preference will go to those who can provide me with one or more of the following:

* a new rain coat
* a copy of the new Paul Westerberg album
* a decent jump shot
* some Spotted Cow
* a date with one or both of the Bush twins

You know where to find me.
Jenna, Barbara...Come on in...I'll get the drinks.