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Donuts, anniversary, errata

Dear members and constituents,
First of all, I want to apologize for a couple of (related) blatant errors from last week's donut e-mail. A 1 followed by 36 zeros is not a quintillion, it is an Undecillion (or a sextillion if you are an English speaking country outside of the US and not a member of the scientific community). Unfortunately, the associated prefix for 10^36 has not been named yet (had we been talking about two dozen we could have used "yotta-byte"), nor has a name been proposed for such a high prefix (the highest proposed names are for 10^27-Harpi and 10^30-Grouchi, although it seems unlikely these names inspired by the Marx Brothers would receive approval).

Second, Monday will mark the third anniversary of the Friday Donut Club, so I thought for your enjoyment I would dig-up the e-mail that started it all.
Finally, a big thank you to Mack Greene for keeping the tradition alive (and adding to it) by brining four dozen delicious donuts (don't get me started on quindecillion vs. octillion).
Happy Friday!
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"Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but not their own facts."
--Daniel Patrick Moynihan, former U.S. senator
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From: Gonzalez, JP
Sent: Friday, June 11, 2004 9:06 AM
Subject: Friday Donut Club for 31A

Here is an idea… Let's have a Friday Donut Club for 31A. You may be asking yourself "What is a Friday donut club? ". It is very simple. Every Friday a different member brings a couple dozen donuts (this number may vary depending on how many people actually warm-up to the idea) and shares them with the rest of the group. Membership is voluntary and open to all donut lovers. One thing to keep in mind is that this will be a donut club, not a bagel club or a cup-cake club… plain and simple, if you don't like it… start your own club ;-). If you want to join, stop by my desk sometime today. I have brought in a couple dozen donuts to help give the club some initial momentum. Drop in even if you don't want to join!

Please forward this e-mail to anyone you think would be interested in participating. I will create a list of everyone who signs-up and assign a rotation schedule. The larger the list, the less frequently you will have to bring donuts in. If you cannot come in, just click on the voting buttons on this e-mail and let me know whether you want to be included on the rotation.
Happy donut Friday!

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