Monday Morning Donuts

Dear Members and Constituents,

Did you watch the Super Bowl last night? Regardless of which team you were rooting for -you have to pick a team in order to care- the commercials were, as expected, overrated. Yes there are a couple of exceptions: M&Ms "that kind of party" and the Hyundai cheetah race were two of my favorites. Still, most companies chose to play it safe –not always the best strategy (ask any football fan watching their team give-up a big lead by allowing short passes to protect against deep routes). I will also grant you the surprise ending of the VW Ferris Bueller commercial was a pleasant surprise (I'm a sucker for Darth Vader using the force to strangle people). As for the rest of the commercials, I think I've forgotten them already (much like the Patriots probably want to forget the Giants).

This fine Monday morning, Ed Stocker has done anything but play it safe. After giving-up an early lead on Friday (he fell prey to the classic blizzard blitz), he stages a come-from-behind donut delivery. Managing to stay clear of the classic LaMar’s strategy, he surprises us with a klutch katch of Krispy Kreme. So whether you're celebrating a victory, mourning a loss or frankly don't give a darn; make a final trip to the current FDC venue and score yourself a donut. Next Friday, we’ll meet in my new office.

Happy Monday!

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