The thought of a board meeting conjures up feelings of anxiety, the smell of stale air, and the monotonous drone of Robert’s Rules of Order. LUEWWD Board meetings aren’t really like that. This one smelled like Italian sausage and garlic bread and tasted like Two-Buck-Chuck’s Cabernet. The only anxious one in the room was Shevy and that’s only because she wanted the meeting to be over before The Office (understandably, Pam and Jim were finally having the baby). But we did have some semblance of order- we had an agenda.
The first order of business was to write our Mission Statement. Since the concept is simple, we thought the mission should be too. Jana did some wordsmithing and whittled it down to one sentence (you’ll have to click on the link to see it!). We then made some other key decisions: Yes, we will get some T-shirts made. No, we don’t need a butt-judge.
We also decided to keep our fundraising local and perhaps focus on domestic violence services. However, there was a discussion about the mixed message we send when the physical domination of one arm wrestler over another is our vehicle for raising those funds (if you care to share your opinion please leave a comment. We need to make a decision so Sara can carry out her philanthropic duties). In other news, Shevy plans to estimate the costs of construction and compare it to the portable, pop-up, arm-wrastlin’ table that Dirty found. More importantly, we confirmed the date for the big day: June 12th. And the James Joyce, one of our favorite local haunts, will be hosting us (the Board would also like to mention that the Joyce has earned more cool points by hosting Fish Fry Fridays during Lent. So get out there and eat fish!).
We also spent a good deal of time talking about the style of the LUEWWD bracket. We still need to research this a little more, but we are toying around with the idea of allowing a limited number of “walkups” in addition to the registered contestants. Just a thought. We’ll bat it around at our next Board meeting.
We ended the Board meeting with a good old fashioned arm wrestling match I can’t tell you who won, but those fist pumping fools in the background should have put some money down on.
If you think you might be interested in joining the cause (to wrestle, volunteer, or raise funds) please let us know.