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Time might change me, but I can't change time

Dear Members and Constituents,
What whimsical, weird and outright wacky weather we're witnessing! The searing summer sun on Sunday finally fell victim to the freezing fall drizzle I'm feeling this freaky Friday. It's like the seasonal switch was flipped leaving no room for a transition from summer to fall. Granted, fall does not officially begin for another month so there's plenty of time for the weather to wax and wane between the two archetypal patterns seen in the past seven days. Personally, I like the variety and am sitting back, kicking my boots up and enjoying the show.

In a way, it reminds me of the sudden end to our current donut rotation last Friday giving way to the beginning of the new donut rotation this Friday. Julian Kiss kindly agreed to help the Friday Donut Club turn this new leaf by commissioning TimeWise to bring his inaugural contribution which also inaugurates the new rotation. I have not heard back from anyone regarding days you cannot bring donuts between now and April of 2009 so I presume that means everyone plans on working every Friday (or that you have not planned that far ahead and figure TimeWise will bring the donuts in if you cannot). In either event, I will be sending out the new calendar reminders later today.

So come on down, reward yourself for braving the ever-changing elements and grab hold of the one predictable thing in your life: donuts are here!

Happy Friday!

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