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Donut Resolutions

Dear Members and Constituents,
Happy New Year! This year, I figured I'd cut to the chase and make new year's resolutions for 2009. Time goes by so fast, I expect 2008 will also be a blur, so why not get ahead of the curve? So, without further delay, here are my new year's resolutions for the new, new year…

  • Maintain the perfect physique I worked so hard in '08 to attain
  • Bring all the donut clubs that have sprouted up around campus (inspired by our success) together as a loose federation of like-minded citizens. Draft a constitution ensuring life, liberty and the pursuit of donuts as inalienable rights.
  • Tackle the problem of world peace. After such great success in 2008 with solving world hunger (using donuts as the medium, of course) I figure, what the heck, go big! The secret weapon (irony intended) are donuts, of course.
  • Find a new vice to preside over… Nah, this vice suits me just fine :-)
Back to the here and now, Kim Carroll has set the bar high for donuts in 2008. Four dozen LaMar's donuts grace my office awaiting consumption. Hopefully not too many of you made a new year's resolution this year to consume more donuts than the previous year. Otherwise we may have to up the ante yet again (which may require two trips to the car for donut boy/girl. We'll see...

Happy Friday!

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