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Friday the 13th

Dear members and constituents,
If you were superstitious, you probably spent last Saturday (07/07/07) in Las Vegas betting your heart out. You would also be very weary of today. No weddings or travel for you today, no siree!

Not being all that superstitious, I found myself wandering the dark deserted hallways of 32C when I suddenly became aware of a presence. Another set of faint footsteps in the distance had broken the rhythmic pattern of my own. I came to a sudden stop, paralyzed by the possibilities. Filled with a mysterious purpose, these footsteps grew closer and closer. I could distinctly hear that macabre sound each shoe made on the carpeted floor. All I could do was watch as a shadow crept towards me. Soon I could see a figure, veiled in darkness and carrying a mysterious package. Could it be? My jaw dropped as my suspicions were confirmed. It was the TimeWise lady carrying Roger Greene's first errand of the day: three dozen donuts (not quite the thirty six dozen he'd ordered, they had "taken care" of that mistake already).

So come on down and sink your teeth into a donut. If you're not all that hungry, we've got knives so you can stab your donut and eat half the remains. If Hollywood's depiction of these types of situations is accurate (and we know they're seldom wrong), these donuts will split-up and go separately into the woods so you can easily pick them off one by one and take care of that urge.

Happy Friday the 13th!

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