Part of the magic that makes life so sweet is contained inside the circular pastries we lovingly refer to as donuts. The Friday Donut Club was founded in June of 2004 and is made-up of a rotation of folks who bring donuts in every Friday. We have three simple rules: (1) four dozen (2) boutique shop donuts (3) by 8:00 am. This blog captures the e-mails sent to club members every Friday morning to remind them donuts are here. Have a happy Friday!
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The Donutzone is Open
Dear Members and Constituents,
The land of the gyro is stressing the Euro and folks eating
calzone concern the Eurozone. The banks are upset they trusted sovereign debt
and market low confidence follows a Greek vote of no confidence. I think
Drachma and Lyra would not make the path clearer. As my 401-K crawls it’s way
to OK, my thoughts turn to donuts, they’re here, hip-horray! So come grab
a treat and if you’re still hungry, repeat.
P.S. I neglected to give credit (and this warrants an edit). Curtis Crawford’s debut did deliver a loot
I knew working from home was going to be weird, so I had
mentally prepared for some of the inevitable challenges. I decided to keep as
many personal routines as possible intact . I’ve been getting-up at the same
time (even though it is tempting to sleep-in due to the shorter “commute”) and
have kept-up with personal grooming (showering, dressing for work, having
breakfast, etc.). I got a nice desk and dedicated ergonomic space and brew a
pot of coffee every morning. As for the isolation, I suppose it can’t be
helped. Sure, video meetings are nice, but they can’t take the place of hallway
conversations. On whole I’d say my first week working from home has been a
guarded success. Still, there were a few unexpected twists. Fresh air. On Wednesday afternoon
I realized I had not set foot outside my house since Sunday –and quickly
remedied the situation. Invisible chair. The edge of my camera
view catches a corner of the room with some “invisible” clutter. As it
This week I discovered our Denver North office has a Bitcoin
Teller Machine (BTM). What?!? A convenient way to cash-out on all your Bitcoin
millions before the hype wears-off. Except, this teller only TAKES your
hard-earned dollars and converts them to Bitcoin. It does not DISPENSE hard
currency. What’s the use case for that? Never mind, duh! It’s the general
scenario that will ensure Bitcoin never goes to zero (despite recent trends).
Crime! Say you are a crime boss (or petty criminal) who wishes not to have your
transactions traced. An anonymized crypto-currency is the perfect vehicle to
contract for that hit job, buy and sell stolen goods or funnel your monies far
from prying eyes. But what if your cash business still accepts, well, cash?
What do you do with all that clunky paper? Depositing it at your bank so you
can buy your crypto online defeats the whole scheme. Enter the BTM. First you
rent some office space at Spaces (which, by the way, makes for a great front).
I’m trying to maximize the time I spend with friends and
family while in Ecuador. My dad had nine siblings, my wife’s dad 15. As you
might imagine, my cousins and their families are fairly numerous (despite the
fact five of my dad’s brothers didn’t marry or have children). Then there’s my
wife’s family and my childhood friends. Needless to say, there is never enough
time to see everyone, despite a valiant effort. Of course, I’m also working
from “home”. Corny as it may sound, working half a world away, I realize I miss
my Windstream “family” and I look forward to seeing you soon. In the meantime,
there are donuts, here today courtesy of John Huddleston. So, enjoy some
comfort food with regards from my Cuenca family (pictured) to you!