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Friday Donut Club member welcome -we have a Baker's Dozen!

Dear founding members!

 It is a great honor and pleasure to inform you the charter membership for 31A's Friday Donut Club is set (with an honorary 32C member). Fittingly enough, we have 13 members (a baker's dozen) on the initial roster. This means each of us will only have to bring in a couple of dozen donuts once per quarter. We may be able to stretch this out a week further if folks want to buy donuts at LaMar's (I have a LaMar's donut lover's dozen card we could all use to get a free dozen with every 11 purchased).
 
I have made arbitrary decisions regarding a couple of topics:
  • Number of donuts to be brought in. Two dozen should be enough (if we start seeing shortages, we will adjust this number upwards). This should account for someone inevitably being out (I will personally be out 4 consecutive Fridays in July/August) and a couple of donuts (average) per capita (some will have more, some less, I'm sure).
  • Order in which donuts will be brought in. It is never easy assigning the initial order in which donuts should be brought, so I thought it fair to do an inverse alphabetic order. I will be sending you a "0 minute" outlook meeting request for your day with the reminder set to the previous day. This should hopefully help minimize donut riots for lack of the doughy substance. I am also enclosing a list to this e-mail so you will know whom you can trade spaces with if you have to miss a Friday for whatever reason.
Name                        Date       
Bart Writer               6/18/2004
Matt Wilson              6/25/2004
Yvonne Tofel              7/2/2004
Richard Shimizu          7/9/2004
Joe Salame              7/16/2004
Rex Engelking          7/23/2004
Richard DiGeronimo 7/30/2004
Oliver Davis               8/6/2004
Mike Coar               8/13/2004
Kim Carroll             8/20/2004
Carlton Bonilla         8/27/2004
Jeff Allen                   9/3/2004
JP González             9/10/2004
 
Membership is open, so if you know of anyone who wants to join, have them contact me and I will add them to the rotation (however they will not have the "charter member" distinction :-)
If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to let me know. I look forward to many happy donut Fridays.

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