Friday Donuts

Dear members and constituents, Have you ever considered the fact that donuts resemble halos? I think this is no mere coincidence. It is my position and belief that donuts personify the attributes that would make someone deserving of a halo. They are sweet, they provide a humble snack and are not snobbish or pompous. One could also say that because they have a hole in the middle they are, in-fact, "holy". Donuts sacrifice their doughy selves to make you happy. I would not be surprised if the archetypal halos portrayed as golden bands hovering over people's heads are actually some renaissance painter's stylized abstraction of a donut. I don't know about you, but donuts also put me in a good mood, making me a slightly better person… Nanette delights us today with donuts of all kinds. Many of the halo-shaped persuasion and quite a few without any holes. So come test my theory out (or bring a hypothesis all your own). In either event, these donuts are here for you! Hap

Dear members and constituents, Presiding over the donut vice in 32C affords me the opportunity to interact with great folks. In one such random hallway conversation last week, Mark Herrmann and I spent a couple of minutes contemplating human adaptation and its capricious nature. What if, the premise went, humans adapted to consuming donuts as their main food group? At first blush the possibility seems appealing and quasi-plausible. Donuts do, after all, do have at least a trace of each of the four basic food groups, and they taste great. This adaptation would in-fact be an evolutionary advance, would it not? In the week or so since, a thought has haunted me. A mother at the dinner table, telling her toddler "make sure you eat all your donuts". You see, if donuts were to become a basic staple of our diets, they would loose some of their charm. The naughty feeling you're treating yourself to a great-tasting treat would be replaced with thoughts of mother telling you to fini

Dear members and constituents While my expectations of awakening to a cold world covered in a blanket of white "frosting" were not met, I have to admit "disappointment" is not the word I would use to describe the feeling. "Elation" would be a more appropriate term. Much like the feeling you get when you discover the glazed donuts are fresh out of the oven: warm, soft and ready to melt in your mouth. I was unfortunately delayed to the office, however, Mr. John Schoder made arrangements with Time Wise so delicious donuts await at my desk (and have likely been here since 8). Happy Friday!

Dear members and constituents, It seems the little things have the biggest impact on our lives. Those little drops of freezing rain falling outside add up to an ominous landscape. Those little cynical words we sometimes can let slip out in frustration often have a big impact on the recipient's self-esteem. Those little hallway conversations add up to great insight and friendship. Those little donuts on Friday can have a large positive impact on company morale and productivity. It seems another little thing (or little ONE, in this case) has had a large impact on the timing of our collective donut consumption. Mr. Ed Stocker had daycare drop-off duty at dawn and apologizes for the donut delivery delay. I think you will find, however, that the wait was worthwhile. Come on down and share in the joy of a hot beverage and a sweet donut. I think you will find this is turning out to be a very Good Friday after all. Cheers!