Entourage Effect (Recap of our July 8th Meeting)

One could suspect a rowdy, different or just plain weird meeting when it starts off with an inspirational quote from Bob Marley, it did and it was. Thanks Tim.

Amy updated the club on opportunities to participate in next year’s NID and the Board’s decision to support a project in India. Amy is off to a great start and I am sure we will have many more chances to roll up our sleeves and help out.

 

On each table this last week Rotarians found a slip of paper outlining potential fellowship opportunities for members, who have common interests, to get together outside of meetings to have fun and create tighter bonds. It was meant to be a starting point and to spur on participation. I bet some of the write-in suggestions were entertaining, but totally useless.

 

Prez Mel-T wasted no time in starting the President’s Club. The venerable, affable, cheerful and all around swell guy Lyle Meekssss played auctioneer to raise money for the top spot.  Bidding was fast and furious and furious and fast. Lyle kept bidding himself up until he looked out and saw the cherubic face of Dave Hicks, who had been trying to get Meeksss attention, and stuck him with the high bid.  Great job and thanks Dave for supporting the club.  Please bring your platinum card next year because I am bringing a card reader.

 

Natalie received her blue badge for finishing her red badge duties. She has been attending Toastmaster classes and secretly wants to host a Ted Talks.

Seven times, really?  Ask John Conner what that number represents.

 

When I heard about the “Entourage” effect I was excited because I love that show. Turns out it was about the beneficial use of cannabis products.  Of course if you were at the meeting there really is nothing that I can say here to describe the BEST PROGRAM EVER.  If you were not there it means you missed free samples from Adam’s new business adventure. Or it could be that you were out in the parking lot eating a brownie and forgot to come inside.  On a non-serious note, I really appreciate how  (mostly) respectful our club is. The speaker knew it would be a tough crowd yet I am sure he felt we listened, asked good questions and did not dismiss him as a crack-pot.

 

Cheryl introduced the new concept in the weekly raffle. If you win the drawing 90 percent goes toward a Paul Harris. We had fantastic participation due to Mike Chellsen’s trick of selling tickets by the foot. The diminutive among us (me) are a bit miffed by the height discrimination, but all of us short people are angry and bitter anyway.  I’m gone next week so could someone please tally the Contribution?