<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989</id><updated>2011-11-20T00:17:19.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the random burrito</title><subtitle type='html'>its not a blog about burritos...  just random thoughts that could be about burritos, but probably not...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-116573841093627363</id><published>2006-12-09T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:20:57.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plan is a Success!!!</title><content type='html'>So I am glad to report that my initial plan to infiltrate the confidential world of the L.A. food bloggers is a complete success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the world of the L.A. Food Blog community without doing one food review or taking one picture of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow slip by and become part of the "cool people" before they realize the big mistake they've made... well, its too late, cause i'm grandfathered in.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Befriend a few of the main ring leaders of the food blogging community, and from that point target each unsuspecting blogger one by one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disguise a non-food blog as a food blog by name only and keep the charade up for a year or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in...  no food pictures, no food reviews, no food blog, no nothing....  SUCKAS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find these food questions and observations rather entertaining when attending a function...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, how come this guy is here?  he doesn't even like food that much or doesn't even have a food blog...   actually, i don't even recall him doing a food review..... ever...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Accomplished.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm ready for the big time now...   can do the double agent thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one can infiltrate the foodies, you can take the world.... no problema....  hahahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-116573841093627363?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/116573841093627363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=116573841093627363' title='393 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/116573841093627363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/116573841093627363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/12/plan-is-success.html' title='The Plan is a Success!!!'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>393</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-115441467791590818</id><published>2006-07-31T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:51:16.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Name Change ?</title><content type='html'>i'm thinking of changing "The Random Burrito" to "General Custer"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason:        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is freakin' dead.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-115441467791590818?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/115441467791590818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=115441467791590818' title='79 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115441467791590818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115441467791590818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-name-change.html' title='Blog Name Change ?'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>79</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-115299740512796124</id><published>2006-07-15T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T08:02:41.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to My Coffeeberry Buddies....  K.I.T.</title><content type='html'>Some times in your life are so unique, you wish you could just freeze them and make it last a little longer........  too bad no one gets that lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wonderful run officially expires at the end of this month, but i really can't complain because for two years it truly was "good times"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you... John, Johnathan, Matt, James, Stuart and Nick its been a lotta fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All twentysomethings, an incredible ensemble of young minds whose thoughts, tastes and maturity go far beyond their years, all congregating and working at the same 700 sq ft area known as Coffeeberry, my preferred place for thought and relaxation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last two years during this whole filmmaking ordeal, it was great to know that if i could manage to rollerblade just a few miles to "sanctuary" i could count on one of you guys to serve me my brain recharger with nonfat milk and the "supposedly" non-cancerous sugar alternative in the yellow packets (why would anyone pick the pink or blue ones?). Funny (and amazing) thing was it really didn't matter which one of you guys served me cause the conversation was going to be funny, intelligent and enlightening regardless...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Starbucks clientele, i know you can't comprehend cause uh..............figure it out..... forget it.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 20 years their senior(scary!), I've seen the all too familiar pattern where good harmonious people accumulate, create a surreal wonderful environment and then disappear leaving no trace of what was once a comfort zone for many. Sooo, the embrace today, cause it might be gone tomorrow philosophy... no joke, its for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly rare situation where all these "young" guys could easily debate college professors about any subject, whether it was current events, political agendas, philosophical points of view, and then turn around toward me to start bad mouthing retarded Starbucks customers who accidentally stray in and order Grande Frappuchinos with extra whip cream........ "Uh sir, we only have small, medium and large here...and please refrain from speaking those evil words here or i'll be forced to escort you out from the premises....."  anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the month, the core group of Starbucks Haters will be completely gone and the Jedi will be but two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt left about a month ago to explore his video editing career. James, John, and Johnathan  will soon be gone to pursue other interests in a few weeks as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt, i'll miss the Wes Anderson parallels to life and movies as well as the random observations of how the hell Morrissey has had such an influence on the Latino Youth.  James, your rants about redneck life in La Verne and our constant harassment of you as the only male resident ever recorded in the city to own a Louis Vuitton "guy bag" will be sorely missed. John your knowledge of nature trail survival skills and recommendations on manic depressed, suicidal tendencied youth movies are unparalleled. And finally, Johnathan, official defender of Pat Benetar and Steve Perry, the stories of your stage heroics and insight on the differences between film and stage behind the scenes... that was really good, applicable stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always happy to see friends moving on to bigger and better things and wish them all success, but its bitter sweet cause its always sad to see ANY good thing come to an end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides they were all such good shit talkers!   hard to find these days ya know!... I'm hoping we can all stay in touch, but its just not that easy these days.  Kinda sad, but that's the reality of it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck in your new endeavors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny, I saw this day coming, but it really hasn't sunk in yet.  Call it denial, but it probably won't hit me till they've all left and the feeling in the shop is different... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month, four new guys or gals will take the place of our departed friends.  I'm hoping that the "New" people will be just as fun, knowledgeable and entertaining, and who knows they may even talk more shit than the last bunch..... maybe?  who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just won't be the same....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-115299740512796124?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/115299740512796124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=115299740512796124' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115299740512796124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115299740512796124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanks-to-my-coffeeberry-buddies-kit.html' title='Thanks to My Coffeeberry Buddies....  K.I.T.'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-115186588675740684</id><published>2006-07-02T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:28:21.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote:  Which is the Best Dance Video Ever ?   Pick One</title><content type='html'>okay... here's the deal... take a good look at the two videos and vote for your favorite dance video of all time...  Sorry, Pat Benatar's "Love Is A Battlefield" just missed the cut...  ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this serves a dual purpose as a personality test as well.... you freaks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Hell is Matt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNF_P281Uu4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNF_P281Uu4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolution of Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... YOU CAN ONLY VOTE FOR ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck!  I think I'm the only loser working on his blog on 4th of July Weekend....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-115186588675740684?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/115186588675740684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=115186588675740684' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115186588675740684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115186588675740684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/07/vote-which-is-best-dance-video-ever.html' title='Vote:  Which is the Best Dance Video Ever ?   Pick One'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-115128452777439193</id><published>2006-06-25T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:15:27.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A. - When life beats you down like a stepchild</title><content type='html'>so... its been a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i signed up for the "take on as much bullshit as you can and get your ass kicked plan" about a month ago.   needless to say... its kicking my ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been swamped. trying to finish not one, but two freakin' screenplays and a whole bunch of other nonsense.  computer got all virused up, spit up and died, set me back three weeks..... BTW, trying to communicate at the local internet cafe just doesn't work either, so those of you thinking about skimping on the PC for your next business plan, i'd strongly advise against it.  throw in a weddding, some house remodeling and the value of time has just gone from 1 dollar a gallon to like $3.50 gallon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE :   Mr. Blog pays the price and gets neglected like the poor stepchild it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... you always wonder what happened to those "dead" blogs that have a consistent monthly history from December 2003 to April 2005 and then all of a sudden nothing...its like they were just sucked up in some freakin' vacuum and sent to write on Alderann or something...  Maybe someone should come up with a "Blog Graveyard" and like host dead blogs of random people.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm sure they all probably got overwhelmed by the bitch called life. received a major ass kickin and weren't able to step back up to the plate again ( i guess it is kinda like getting a Goose Gossage fastball to the head or something, you never know if you can come back from it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, not sure myself if i'm back or not... mind is blown... tired &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure though, i'm really happy that i made the decision to get a Blog instead of a golden retreiver, cause right about now, that dog's ribs would even make Nicole Richie look like a model of health... yikes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:     Don't Get Your Ass Kicked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is therapeutic, but since i'm writing all freakin' day and night now its not   that fun... eating one hamburger is nice, eating 13 of em is another story... hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-115128452777439193?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/115128452777439193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=115128452777439193' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115128452777439193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/115128452777439193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/06/mia-when-life-beats-you-down-like.html' title='M.I.A. - When life beats you down like a stepchild'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114925757149190959</id><published>2006-06-02T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:26:29.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Check out CAVITE - Support Asian Am Filmmaking</title><content type='html'>I met these guys at the L.A. Asian Film Fest..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out Cavite  or more updates to be posted at &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cavitemovie.com//"&gt;CAVITE MOVIE and TRAILER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was made by 2 guys, thats it... for 7 thousand dollars and its better than most of the crap out there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Michael Joshua Rowin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s independent filmmaking, and then there’s independent filmmaking. Cavite fully exemplifies the latter. San Diego natives, high-school friends, and Philippino-American filmmakers Neill Dela Llana and Ian Gamazon produced and directed their devastating political thriller/travelogue (which they also wrote) on a miniscule budget($7,000 dollars), a two-man crew comprised of themselves, a guerilla-style shoot through the slums and streets of the film’s title city, and the selling of their equipment on eBay to complete postproduction. The result is a realistic crime drama that transcends its generic origins to engage in some astute political commentary. Gamazon himself plays Adam, a young man who journeys to the Philippines for his father’s funeral only to confront another nightmare—the kidnapping of his mother and sister. Forced to bow to the demands of a political radical who once worked with his father, Adam navigates Cavite, where he not only attempts to save his family but is brought face to face with the third-world squalor and the conditions that have wrought the human extremity and cruelty he now suffers. The film has been generating a deserved buzz after screenings at the Rotterdam Film Festival, L.A. Film Festival, and New Directors/New Films. I spoke with Mr. Llana and Mr. Gamazon, both energetic and good-humored (and avid readers of Reverse Shot, as I found out), at the Landmark Theater offices in Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING:  IF YOU GET SICK FROM SHAKY CAMERA MOVIES LIKE BLAIR WITCH.. DON'T SEE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go support these guys... thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114925757149190959?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114925757149190959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114925757149190959' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114925757149190959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114925757149190959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/06/go-check-out-cavite-suppor_114925757149190959.html' title='Go Check out CAVITE - Support Asian Am Filmmaking'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114831519307542484</id><published>2006-05-22T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:26:33.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating According to your Ancestry and Blood Type</title><content type='html'>since were on the topic of bloodtype, here's an article i lifted regarding some basic guidelines for eating by what your bloodtype is... like i said before, i've followed some of the basics before and it seems to be somewhat accurate..  even if it isn't accurate its hella interesting for sure...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god i'm an O !!!!!!!!!!!  lol !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven M. Weissberg, MD&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Joseph Christiano, APPT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are what you eat, but you should "EAT WHAT YOU ARE.'' This means each of us should eat the optimal diet compatible with our blood type. Doing this sounds easy enough, but in practice it is much harder to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, in the animal kingdom instinct is what drives animals to eat. Lions are meat eaters. Try and feed a lion carbohydrates such as fruits and vegetables and you already know the result. Conversely, other animals are vegetarian, and by instinct, will not eat meat. This is no accident. Instinct is a protective mechanism for all animals, including humans. The problem is humans are so domesticated, instinct no longer drives their eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we can learn from animals is they eat only what is instinctively good for them, and as a result heart disease is virtually non-existent. While animals occasionally do develop cancer, statistically it occurs dramatically less often than in humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, have you ever noticed most animals of a given species all live to about the same age? Well, this is because of their uniform diets, driven by instinct, that allow them to have life spans to the potential of their species. Another point to remember is most animals that are not killed by predators die of old age, or what we call natural causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With humans it is just the opposite, the only exception being the many people of blood Type Os who die of old age. Humans almost always die from one disease or another. As a result of our improper diets, our immune systems fail to operate properly and we become susceptible to one disease or another. Medical science has come a long way and has prolonged life for many. But as Ben Franklin once said, "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure." These words of wisdom are still true today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we have the ability to treat illness, and operate when necessary. But in many cases, much of what modern medicine does is treat the symptom or outward manifestation of the problem not prevent the problem in the first place. It is not for us to place blame, as medicine is providing many wonderful cures, vaccines, and medications which are allowing people all over the world to live longer, more productive lives. However, we believe the emphasis currently is on the treatment, when it should be on the prevention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all starts in our childhood. We grow up in families where we are given food our mothers and fathers believed was good for us, or tasted good. The fact that it tastes good is not an indication of whether the food is good for us. Our blood types were determined at the moment of conception, and although we may be able to change almost everything about ourselves, we cannot change our blood types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each blood type has different characteristics that allow it to eat, digest, and assimilate food best for that group. Since Os have been blessed with such strong stomach acid and respective enzymes, they are able to metabolize almost everything, even those foods not recommended for them. However, the Bs, As and ABs do not have this luxury, and accordingly, must be more careful in their eating habits, or suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Os are like sharks. They can eat tin cans and rubber tires, and wash it down with hard liquor while smoking a cigarette. Of course, this is not true, but a dramatic exaggeration. Nevertheless, Type Os have the highest threshold for abuse of any other blood group, and in the final analysis, it is another reason they live longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's get back to our eating habits and what happens when we eat food not compatible with our blood enzymes and stomach acid. Agglutination happens. What's that, you ask? Well, we humans have a process take place in our blood called agglutination. Let us explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body has antibodies that protect it from foreign invaders. Your immune system produces all kinds of antibodies to protect you and keep you safe from foreign substances. Each antibody is designed to attach itself to a foreign substance or antigen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your body recognizes an intruder, it produces more antibodies to attack the invader. The antibody then attaches itself to the intruder and a "gluing" effect takes place. In this way the body can better dispose of these foreign invaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if you eat a food not compatible with your blood type and stomach enzymes, the food is not broken down or digested properly, and the vitamins and minerals are not absorbed into your bloodstream to fuel and nourish your body. Your body reacts to the food just as it would any foreign substance. You might experience a stomach ache, gas, bloating, or even worse, vomiting or diarrhea. What happens is that antibodies glue themselves to the foreign invaders (improper food) and agglutination or "gluing" takes place in your blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you happen to be Blood Type A, who already has thick blood, your blood becomes even thicker. The thicker the blood, the slower it moves and the harder your heart must pump to push the blood through your arteries. This thick slow moving blood makes it easier for plaque to build up on your artery walls. Hence, high blood pressure, heart disease, or a cornucopia of other illnesses. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human body is a wonderful and complex organism. It tries to handle everything you give it, but sometimes it cannot, or will not. The damage is greater or lesser, depending on how bad the food is for you and your particular body chemistry. If you are lucky, maybe this improper agglutination may result only in weight gain. The body does not use the food, so it just packs on extra pounds. You are not eating much, but you're gaining weight and don't know why. Well the answer is improper metabolism of your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are Type A or AB and the meat you keep eating is not metabolizing, your bloodstream is now flooded with thick, sticky agglutinated blood, loaded with saturated animal fat, just looking for a nice spot to deposit itself. It doesn't take a genius IQ to see why As and ABs should not eat meat, and if they do, they die younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if O or B eat meat, their bodies metabolize it better, and the agglutination process does not take place, or if it does, it is very minor and not life threatening. Type Os, who usually completely metabolize meat and gain all the benefits from it (with the exception of pork) are at little or no risk. Further, since an O starts out with the thinnest blood, any agglutination that takes place will thicken the blood, but not to the extent experienced by the other blood types, or to a life threatening situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take, for example, bread and white potatoes. If a Type O or Type A eats these foods, in most cases some agglutination takes place. However, since these foods contain little, if any fat, the body will not deposit the non-metabolized portion on the artery walls. It is more likely to store the unused food as fat. Hence, you gain weight. While this may be benevolent in the short run, eventually all this excess fat may lead to diabetes, high blood pressure or other illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any food containing saturated fat has the greatest potential for harm to the body, in the long run, regardless of blood type. Saturated fat to Types A and AB is more dangerous in the short run because of the reasons stated previously. In the long run, even Types O and B, whose blood enzymes handle saturated fat better, are susceptible to the hazards. It just takes longer. So although Os and Bs are not particularly susceptible to heart disease and most forms of cancer, a continual regimen of saturated fat and/or incompatible foods will eventually produce the same result. It just appears the harmful effects take much longer in Os and Bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturated fats in the diet in any form will eventually undermine your health. Of the saturated fats. the most damaging come from animal protein. To eliminate this risk, acquire much of your protein, regardless of blood type from sources that are fat free, or free of animal saturated fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final analysis, most of what needs to take place to avoid disease, boost immune function and maintain weight control - in short, to achieve the best result for your body - is all based on diet. To succeed requires balancing proteins, carbohydrates and fats in the proportions best for your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the body grows older, it stops producing certain hormones, it loses muscle mass, bones become more brittle, immune function decreases, and the body's intolerance of improper food begins to manifest itself in insidious ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with proper diet, including nourishment from those foods and supplements specific to your needs, the chance of disease is greatly reduced. In fact, proper diet according to blood type, coupled with exercise, enables your immune system to be its strongest. A strong immune system can make the difference between a longer or shorter life span.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114831519307542484?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114831519307542484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114831519307542484' title='76 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114831519307542484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114831519307542484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/05/eating-according-to-your-ancestry-and.html' title='Eating According to your Ancestry and Blood Type'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>76</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114776111900566872</id><published>2006-05-15T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:41:35.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Type : O Negative - Universal Donor</title><content type='html'>In Japan, EVERYONE knows their blood type, name, and age, in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, blood type is no joke in Japan. Since Japan is a very homogenous society with physical barriers being an island and all, they needed "something" to differentiate the population, so they really jumped on to this bloodtyping bandwagon. Most of Japan is Type A which personality wise would fall under the typical standard personality traits of most Japanese Nationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type A:&lt;br /&gt;While outwardly calm, they have such high standards (perfectionists) that they tend to be balls of nerves on the inside.  They can be shy, are conscientious, trustworthy, and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that pretty much describes most of my Japanese friends... here are the generalizations for the rest of the blood types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type O:&lt;br /&gt;Type O's are outgoing, and very social. They are initiators, although they don't always finish what they start. Creative and popular, they love to be the center of attention and appear very self confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type B:&lt;br /&gt;Goal oriented and strong minded, type B's will start a task and continue it until completed, and completed well. Type B's are the individualists of the blood group categories and find their own way in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type AB:&lt;br /&gt;Type AB's are the split personalities of the blood groups. They can be both outgoing and shy, confident and timid. While responsible, too much responsibility will cause a problem. They are trustworthy and like to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the purpose of this post isn't a social service announcement for blood donations cause i'm pretty shallow and the thought hadn't really occurred to me. Rather its part of the basis for one of my bad habits and quirky hobbies i use to occupy my messed up head from going crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Stereotype............... for amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not into cars, computers, wine, building a little ass ship in a bottle, anime, star wars worship or wood carving. I mean its great for everyone to have a "normal" hobby and all, but I seriously couldn't sit still through a five minute session of Grand Theft Auto if my life depended on it... my friends are all weirdos and we have more fun trying to stereotype people and predict bloodtypes by their personality characteristics.. no we are not normal, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have that really weird friend that you just really can't figure out???  he or she is probably AB...  AB's are usually genius' or nut cases or both... anyways, ask and find out and that should explain it...  there's also diets that are applicable to bloodtype which are somewhat accurate, as an "O" bloodtype i've been told not to eat tropical fruits, avocados and you know what, those foods either make me nautious or cause allergic reactions..  hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what bloodtype are you???  and do you fit your description??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo....Next time you see someone who is really anal tell them.. "Hey, you're a bloodtype A aren't you?"  and see the reaction on their face... this is what i call "fun"!!!!!!!!!!  ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114776111900566872?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114776111900566872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114776111900566872' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114776111900566872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114776111900566872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/05/blood-type-o-negative-universal-donor.html' title='Blood Type : O Negative - Universal Donor'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114671124217205922</id><published>2006-05-03T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T20:13:29.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Judgements About People...</title><content type='html'>uuuuuuuh... just watch it and then decide if this guy should be allowed to reproduce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/humantarget.html//"&gt;Randumb Asian Guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114671124217205922?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114671124217205922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114671124217205922' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114671124217205922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114671124217205922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/05/making-judgements-about-people.html' title='Making Judgements About People...'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114573833747134023</id><published>2006-04-22T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:00:11.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead But Not Forgotten...  R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>I sometimes drive by old shopping centers near my home and try to recall what stores and restaurants have occupied the location before the current one... its this stupid mental game i play to see how bad my long term memory has eroded.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a list of old stores, restaurant chains and misc places that are long gone, but still very much alive in the neural activity of my shriveling dendrites..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some restaurants may have a few odd locations still hanging on, but nothing like they used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to add to the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alpha Beta&lt;br /&gt;Hughes&lt;br /&gt;Gemco&lt;br /&gt;Fedco&lt;br /&gt;Fedmart&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery Wards&lt;br /&gt;Zodys&lt;br /&gt;White Front&lt;br /&gt;Best Products&lt;br /&gt;Bullocks&lt;br /&gt;Broadway&lt;br /&gt;Thriftys&lt;br /&gt;Price Club&lt;br /&gt;JK Gill&lt;br /&gt;Stop N Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Federated Group (Fred Rated!)&lt;br /&gt;Leos Stereo&lt;br /&gt;Pacific Stereo&lt;br /&gt;Licorice Pizza&lt;br /&gt;The Wherehouse&lt;br /&gt;Sega Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Lumber ( Cheap Chicken!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pup N Taco&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer Chicken&lt;br /&gt;Penguins Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Farrells Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;Straw Hat Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Red Devil Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Naugles&lt;br /&gt;Sambos&lt;br /&gt;29cent Hamburger Stand&lt;br /&gt;Bobs Big Boy (making a comeback in the 909!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114573833747134023?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114573833747134023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114573833747134023' title='81 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114573833747134023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114573833747134023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/04/dead-but-not-forgotten-rip.html' title='Dead But Not Forgotten...  R.I.P.'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>81</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114473709043816139</id><published>2006-04-10T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:36:59.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spamku and Redneck Bar Scene - From Asian Stories Book 3</title><content type='html'>hey all...  check it out... here are some scenes from the movie we'll be premiering at the L.A. Asian Film Festival next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it, share it....... adopt em'            &lt;br /&gt;grats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAMKU -  JIM AND AMANDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTPEqv5-qJc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTPEqv5-qJc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REDNECK BAR  - JIM AND ALEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMDrlAPUFR0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMDrlAPUFR0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY, MAY 7TH AT 6:45PM &lt;br /&gt;Director's Guild in Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;Address: 7920 W Sunset Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90046&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charge: N/A but probably $9~10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket Details to be posted at &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vconline.chainreactionweb.com/product_info.php?cPath=1&amp;products_id=37vconline.org//"&gt;VC  Film Festival Info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or more updates to be posted at &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://asianstoriesmovie.com//"&gt;Asian Stories Movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for Supporting Independent Film!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114473709043816139?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114473709043816139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114473709043816139' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114473709043816139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114473709043816139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/04/spamku-and-redneck-bar-scene-from.html' title='Spamku and Redneck Bar Scene - From Asian Stories Book 3'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114325662077012802</id><published>2006-03-24T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:24:00.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grace Lee Project</title><content type='html'>Anyone into indie flicks/documentaries... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks berry, berry interesting, check out the trailer. Been wanting to see this for a while now, it looks pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One stat said 47% of the Grace Lee's surveyed played the piano...  that's solid enough for me, if your name is Grace Lee i'm automatically assuming you play the piano.. k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.gracelee.net" TARGET="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://gracelee.net/img/banner2.gif" WIDTH="324" HEIGHT="65" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS ANGELES -- March 31-April 6 ONE WEEK ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;Showing Daily: 2, 4, 6, 8:15pm&lt;br /&gt;Laemmle Fairfax Theaters&lt;br /&gt;7907 Beverly Blvd. (one block west of Fairfax)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114325662077012802?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114325662077012802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114325662077012802' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114325662077012802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114325662077012802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/03/grace-lee-project.html' title='The Grace Lee Project'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114309000634949857</id><published>2006-03-22T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T07:39:54.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smartest Person Alive Is.....................</title><content type='html'>I don't know why these bizarre thoughts cross my mind, but I think about the most retarded, random things and they bug the crap out of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do an Economics problem, cause they're so fun and exciting and we'll lose all the My Spacers cause its like cracking the Japanese War Code for them... i know i'm an ass.... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lets say you were  at Company A selling widgets at 3 bucks per unit and gidgets at 5 bucks a piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what the Smartest Person In the World did was essentially take this 3 dollar widget and 5 dollar gidget which they've been priced for decades and still remain priced at , put them together with say at max a 20%  increase in costs and convinced people this new product was worth $20 bucks and as much as $75!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who is the Smartest Person in the World?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the dude who invented.............  "brunch" !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are only two people in this world i would love to meet and shake hands with. well, this guy is one of them.  i would congratulate him and say man, you really worked over a lotta people, got them thinking it should pay a premium to eat between the hours of 10 and 2pm and accept it with a smile...  now, that my friends is a marketing "genius"!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it, breakfast is 3 bucks, lunch is 5 bucks........ but, rename it and wham bam 20 bucks mam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Brunch at the St. Regis....and your ass is out $75 bucks!!!  that's about 35 Tommy's burgers!!!!  no one meal is worth 35 Tommy's burgers..... funny, whenever i think of "value" i always compare any other purchase, meal or currency exchange in terms of a Tommy's burger currently trading at less than 2 dollars a burger.... buy Tommy's, sell EuroDollars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think eggs benedict is just okay(i've never lost sleep over eggs benedict, omelets made in front of your face or tropical fruit), but just because they serve that,  some champagne and unlimited O.J. doesn't make me wanna pay 10,000% more for a meal... f#$k that !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i know i'm ghetto and members of the ghetto meal tour understand where i'm going... So, I'll just say " pass on the hollandaise sauce" and slap me some more of that chicken fried steak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, the other guy i want to meet before i die............ he's the freak who combined Chinese Food and Donuts !!!!!!!!!   i can't believe people actually eat at a place where they fry your kung pao shrimp and jelly donuts in the same deep fryer....  nasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have loved to be a fly on the wall during the birth of that great American Institution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dude, we like need to increase revenues cause the Chinese Food ain't paying all the bills...  you have any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, dude we could like serve Chinese Food for lunch and dinner, but like we need some breakfast food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, why don't we like take the flour from the kung pao chicken and some sugar and deep fry some f*&amp;amp;king donuts!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duuuuude....      you're a genius !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it worked...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114309000634949857?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114309000634949857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114309000634949857' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114309000634949857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114309000634949857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/03/smartest-person-alive-is.html' title='The Smartest Person Alive Is.....................'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114282147775987937</id><published>2006-03-19T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:50:55.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Space..... Is Freakin' Lame....</title><content type='html'>I know, I know...... I'm being negative again... throwing up crap I hate or think is stupid, but its really no fun for me to put up stuff thats "nice" and "fluffy", its too boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we recently put up a My Space for our low budget movie and I was asked to put up a My Space Profile as well.. I resisted, but finally caved in and am deeply ashamed of myself cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want to delegate one neuron of thought or 2 calories of effort to this retarded form of communication cause it truly would be a waste of a neuron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's this "Generation Gap"thing, I'm freakin' too old and I just don't get how "wonderful" My Space truly is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, is it just me or does it seem like anyone and everyone on MySpace could have been an extra on the Fast And The Furious?  My Space just dominates all other blog formats, which is a pretty scary thought .  That means the U.S. has truly become what I have been fearing for so long............ Vin Diesel Nation...  YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you wonder how Saw 2 and Another Date Movie lead the box office earnings week after week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just partial to Blogger and can't believe how My Space is so popular cause it is so  really, really weak ass... Its like a simplified email for morons, but I think I figured out why its so special.....            it has "pictures"!              whoa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out, these are real conversations (one-way) taken directly from My Space. I like to read My Space for its comedic value...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy -  hey girl, where you been, why you not be callin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another classic......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl -  hey hooker...where have yo ass been?...your not even on myspace any more what's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody has to archive these forever in cyberspace, so 1000 years from now they can see what an intelligent existence we be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, you get the point... lets just say they're not hurting the curve in any of the upper division Physics and Literature courses.  I'm desperately trying to disassociate myself with My Moron Space as soon as possible, but because this is a "True" reflection of our current society it keeps sucking me back indirectly like cell phones, atm's, krispy kreme, and denny's  does...  I'm not saying Blogger or Typepad is way better( it really is though) , but the people that use these formats can actually form a thought and write a "sentence"...  wow.... how'bout that a sentence!............ you hooker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youngsters.... Quit ditching your high school English classes!  Learn grammar, sentence structure, and basic addition and subtraction! That way you don't f@#k up my grilled chicken sandwich order at Mc Ghettos again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're doomed.  This is the new generation and sad to say, I don't see my drive through orders  improving in quality these coming decades....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I concede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel.......... you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take the rest of the country quickly, but do me one favor.  In the new society, please mandate the hoochie highlights for easy identification.  thanks Vin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apologies to the My Spacer's offended by this post, I know I'm pretty  insensitive, but I honestly care for your well being and direction in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Space ....a mind is terrible thing to waste......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114282147775987937?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114282147775987937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114282147775987937' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114282147775987937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114282147775987937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-space-is-freakin-lame.html' title='My Space..... Is Freakin&apos; Lame....'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114123400466137378</id><published>2006-03-01T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T08:21:27.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey L.A. Foodies....  Can Someone Please Explain...</title><content type='html'>The discrepencies below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles County Census - 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian - 11.9 %&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles Food Blogging Community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian - 95%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is absolutely no logical explanation for this discrepency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "skew" or a "slight variance" is one thing, but this is like totally freakin' obscene....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I'm not a foodie, you might call me an "Observationist". Observing and commenting on random acts of human behavior and social occurences.  Stereotyping, Ranting, Profiling, and Analyzing with no formal education or experience leads me to believe in the following theories for this naturally occuring phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I missed the exclusionary posting on all your food blogging websites that said non-Asians need not apply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The ratio of Asians with broadband capabilities are dispropotionate with the general population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Asians just love to eat and talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Asians have a "Food Gene", if this is the case I discovered it, so it should be named DCCF Gene.  I think this is possible, kinda like how only Asians "squat" ?  I'm convinced that's genetic as well.... I've never seen a Caucasian, Latino, or African American squat unless they played for the Dodgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)The Blogspot Non-Asian Filter kicks in anytime the words "tasty" or "yummy" are used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You are all Bloodtype O's.....   and this is your creative forum.....  hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, you guys are all too nice, but its freakin' weird....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114123400466137378?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114123400466137378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114123400466137378' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114123400466137378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114123400466137378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-la-foodies-can-someone-please.html' title='Hey L.A. Foodies....  Can Someone Please Explain...'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114110340608976888</id><published>2006-02-27T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:08:50.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Starbucks, I Hate Your Guts</title><content type='html'>Dear Starbucks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fake and everything you stand for is bullshit.  Even your name is fake, you ripped it off from Battlestar Galactica from twenty years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're the number one seller of coffee in the world, learn how to roast your freakin' beans loser. I have to tell you,  your coffee, it really sucks.  Not that I've ever paid for it, but I've taken a few free sips and it taste like burnt piss (not that I've had burnt piss, but after tasting your coffee its not hard to imagine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell is a Venti?   In America its called a large, so F*&amp;amp;K YOU!!, We're not in Turino bitch! Screw you and your fancy coffee lingo. It pains me when I see brainwashed office dorks come into "our" local coffeehouse and order a Grande Frappucino.  They just need to be slapped, and violently at that (Wake Up Bitch!) .Well, at least our local coffeehouse has it right, when they hear your Fascist war code, this group of  well educated kids becomes instantly deaf and dumb.  How pleasant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the "Boyz" can usually tell when they get some of your Starbucks runoff.  Your fake ass Prada carrying customers can't fool these college kids, they can smell them coming a mile away.  The only reason they come in anyways is cause there's no Starbucks in the neighborhood.  Not like they'd ever encounter them in another social situation anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for the people that can't see through your b.s. , but I do and I refuse to give you even one penny of my money. I would rather make the ultimate sacrifice, death by Caffeine withdrawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways bastard, if it looks like I'm just picking on everything you do,  you're absolutely wrong...  I actually think you have some of the cleanest restrooms in the food service industry.  There, give credit where credit is due,  I prefer your restrooms over Mc Donalds anyday. I commend you on your lavatory facilities and their maintanence.  But as long you maintain your predatory business practices, you'll never in my lifetime here the words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a burnt piss please......... and make it a Venti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114110340608976888?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114110340608976888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114110340608976888' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114110340608976888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114110340608976888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/02/dear-starbucks-i-hate-your-guts.html' title='Dear Starbucks, I Hate Your Guts'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114049316629325907</id><published>2006-02-20T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T20:57:37.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rickey Henderson....  Man I Miss Him!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sports just isn't the same without the characters they used to have...  Reggie, Barkley, Terry Bradshaw, Lester Hayes..  they're all gone now and sports couldn't be anymore boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the guys I missed the most was Rickey.  Forget he is a first ballot hall of famer, its the "Rickey" off the field I miss the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rickey, also known as Rickey Henderson, was classic.  If you've never heard him speak, you really missed out on a piece of life.  The stuff that would come out of his mouth was truly unforgettable.  There will never be another Rickey Henderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's a great compilation of "Rickeyisms", so you can better understand about the man, the myth, the living Legend himself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rickey once proclaimed he was the "Greatest of All Time"...  well, honestly I can't disagree with him, I mean read these things... how could you make this stuff up??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;   &lt;h3 class="storytitle" id="post-50"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheriffsully.com/2005/08/30/rickey-being-rickey/" rel="bookmark"&gt;Rickey Being Rickey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div class="meta"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="storycontent"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;A comment posted earlier today requested some Rickey Henderson third-person quotes. Instead, though, we’ve decided the loyal readers of Sheriff Sully deserved something more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just for the record, I believe the two most underrated baseball players of all-time are Hank Aaron and Rickey Henderson. Look at their career numbers sometime. They’re insane.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here now, in no particular order, are my top 25 Rickey Henderson quotes/stories:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(For those who might not know, Henderson is still playing professional baseball for the independent San Diego Surf Dawgs. In 73 games, he’s batting .270 with an on-base percentage of .456 and 16 stolen bases in 18 attempts. He’ll turn 47 years old this Christmas.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1) Rickey… on referring to himself in the third person:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Listen, people are always saying, ‘Rickey says Rickey.’ But it’s been blown way out of proportion. People might catch me, when they know I’m ticked off, saying, ‘Rickey, what the heck are you doing, Rickey?’ They say, ‘Darn, Rickey, what are you saying Rickey for? Why don’t you just say, ‘I?’ But I never did. I always said, ‘Rickey,’ and it became something for people to joke about.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2) In the early 1980s, the Oakland A’s accounting department was freaking out. The books were off $1 million. After an investigation, it was determined Rickey was the reason why. The GM asked him about a $1 million bonus he had received and Rickey said instead of cashing it, he framed it and hung it on a wall at his house.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3) In 1996, Henderson’s first season with San Diego, he boarded the team bus and was looking for a seat. Steve Finley said, “You have tenure, sit wherever you want.” Henderson looked at Finley and said, “Ten years? Ricky’s been playing at least 16, 17 years.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4) This one might be my second favorite. This wasn’t too long ago, I think it was the year he ended up playing with the Red Sox. Anyway, he called San Diego GM Kevin Towers and left the following message: “This is Rickey calling on behalf of Rickey. Rickey wants to play baseball.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5) This one happened in Seattle. Rickey struck out and as the next batter was walking past him, he heard Henderson say, “Don’t worry, Rickey, you’re still the best.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6) Rickey once asked a teammate how long it would take him to drive to the Dominican Republic.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7) Moments after breaking Lou Brock’s stolen base record, Henderson told the crowd – with Brock mere feet next to him – “Lou Brock was a great base stealer, but today, I am the greatest of all-time.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8) Henderson once fell asleep on an ice pack and got frostbite – which forced him to miss three games — in mid-August.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9) A reporter asked Henderson if Ken Caminiti’s estimate that 50 percent of Major League players were taking steroids was accurate. His response was, “Well, Rickey’s not one of them, so that’s 49 percent right there.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10) Henderson broke Ty Cobb’s career record for runs scored with a home run. After taking his usual 45 seconds or so around the bases, Rickey slid into home plate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;11) On being Nolan Ryan’s 5,000th career strikeout: “It gave me no chance. He (Ryan) just blew it by me. But it’s an honor. I’ll have another paragraph in all the baseball books. I’m already in the books three or four times.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;12) San Diego GM Kevin Towers was trying to contact Rickey at a nearby hotel. He knew Henderson always used fake names to avoid the press, fans, etc. He was trying to think like Rickey and after several attempts; he was able to get Henderson on the phone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Rickey had checked in under Richard Pryor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;13) I didn’t believe this one at first. However, I emailed a few contacts within the Sox organization and they claim it actually happened. This is priceless, it really is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The morning after the Sox finished off the sweep against St. Louis last October, Henderson called someone in the organization looking for tickets to Game 6 at Fenway Park.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;14) The Mets were staying in a hotel less than a mile from Cinergy Field in Cincinnati. While some players walked, most took the team bus. A few minutes after they arrived — again it was less than a mile – the last players off the bus noticed a stretched limo that had just pulled up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Of course, Rickey emerged from the back seat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;15) A reporter once asked Rickey if he talked to himself, “Do I talk to myself? No, I just remind myself of what I’m trying to do. You know, I never answer myself so how can I be talking to myself?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;16) OK, I know everyone has been waiting for it. Alas, according to both parties involved, it’s not true. I wish it were. Heck, both Rickey Henderson and John Olerud have said they wish it were true. But it just didn’t happen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The story went that a few weeks into Henderson’s stint with the Mariners, he walked up to Olerud at the batting cage and asked him why he wore a batting helmet in the field. Olerud explained that he had an aneurysm at nine years old and he wore the helmet for protection. Legend goes that Henderson said, “Yeah, I used to play with a guy that had the same thing.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Legend also goes that Olerud said, “That was me, Rickey.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Henderson played with Olerud on the Blue Jays and the Mets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;17) Rickey was asked if he had the Garth Brooks album with &lt;em&gt;Friends in Low Places&lt;/em&gt; and Henderson said, “Rickey doesn’t have albums. Rickey has CDs.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;18) During a contract holdout with Oakland in the early 1990s, Henderson said, “If they want to pay me like Mike Gallego, I’ll play like Gallego.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;19) In the late 1980s, the Yankees sent Henderson a six-figure bonus check. After a few months passed, an internal audit revealed the check had not been cashed. Current Yankees GM Brian Cashman – then a low-level nobody with the organization – called Rickey and asked if there was a problem with the check. Henderson said, “I’m just waiting for the money market rates to go up.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;20) In June 1999, when Henderson was playing with the Mets, he saw reporters running around the clubhouse before a game. He asked a teammate what was going on and he was told that Tom Robson, the team’s hitting coach, had just been fired. Henderson said, “Who’s he?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;21) This is my all-time favorite. Rickey was pulled over by a San Diego police officer for speeding. As the officer was approaching Rickey’s car, the window went down a few inches and a folded $100 bill emerged. The officer let Rickey and his money head home without a ticket.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;22) When he was on the Yankees in the mid-1980s, Henderson told teammates that his condo had such a great view that he could see, “The Entire State Building.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;23) During one of his stays with Oakland, Henderson’s locker was next to Billy Beane’s. After making the team out of spring training, Beane was sent to the minors after a few months. Upon his return, about six weeks later, Henderson looked at Beane and said, “Hey, man, where have you been? Haven’t seen you in awhile.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;24) To this day and dating back 25 years, before every game he plays, Henderson stands completely naked in front of a full length locker room mirror and says, “Ricky’s the best,” for several minutes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;25) In the last week of his lone season with the Red Sox, Chairman Tom Werner asked Henderson what he would like for his ‘going-away’ gift. Henderson said he wasn’t going anywhere, but he would like owner John Henry’s Mercedes. Werner said it would be tough to get the same make and model in less than a week and Henderson said, “No, I want his car.” Turns out the Sox got Henderson a Red Thunderbird and when he saw it on the field before the last game of the season, Rickey said, “Whose ugly car is on the field?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114049316629325907?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114049316629325907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114049316629325907' title='80 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114049316629325907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114049316629325907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/02/rickey-henderson-man-i-miss-him.html' title='Rickey Henderson....  Man I Miss Him!!!!'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>80</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-114006785813599888</id><published>2006-02-15T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T11:56:03.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braised -  100% Satisfaction Rating</title><content type='html'>I saw DG's post on braising and it made me think... for once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say that in my whole life,  i've never ever had a bad meal that was braised.  Its always been a good experience for me, so subconciously, whenever I see the word "braised" on the menu I don't think, I just order it cause I know its gonna be hella good and I won't be disappointed.  I really don't even know what the hell braised means, but all I know is  I've  been happy when leaving the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my little world, the definition of braised means something like "Crockpotted" or long simmering for like weeks till that shit falls off the bones... but thats just my little planet definition.  And you know what, I really don't care as long as the satisfaction percentage, 100% remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100%.  wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thats impressive.   Kobe scored 81 awhile back, pretty damn good, but he shot like 60%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Kobe was good that night, but you know what he just can't touch "Braised"...  100% baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If JD Power did a satisfaction report "Braised" would kick ass over Lexus and Acura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion "braised" on a meal to meal basis beats the shit out of all comers... Sauteed, Grilled, Boiled, Broiled,   Flambayed, Deep Fried, Stir Fried, and Barbecued hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes, the only competition "Braised" might have would be "Stewed" or "Deep Fried", but they're like way ,way behind kinda like how Peyton Manning always gets his ass kicked by Tom Brady and the Patriots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I don't know if its just me with this 100% satisfaction rating cause yes, i know i am a freak, but I'd like to know how many others share this feeling.  or maybe you just didn't realize what a superstar  "Braised"  really is............. hmmmmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-114006785813599888?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/114006785813599888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=114006785813599888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114006785813599888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/114006785813599888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/02/braised-100-satisfaction-rating.html' title='Braised -  100% Satisfaction Rating'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113989656938079518</id><published>2006-02-13T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T12:12:26.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Hawaiian Pineapples.....  The Extinction of Food</title><content type='html'>Last week. Del Monte announced it was shutting its pineapple plantations down in Hawaii due to inability to be competitive in the world market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you say, what the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately........     basic econ 301&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its sad to say, but 20 years from now you can probably tell your kids that you remember the days when Hawaii USED to grow pineapples on the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where I'm getting at is last year, I was down in Waikiki for my friend's wedding right.  So I'm thinking hey, there's gonna be a lot of bad ass Hawaiian food to eat, but I just have to be patient pick my spots and find the good local places.   Should be easy, cause this is the birthplace of one of my best friends, Mr. Spam Musubi. Well I did the local thing and we went to Rainbow Drive Inn and bunch of the other "recommended" local places and you know what, THEY SUCKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking around f&amp;^%ing Waikiki for one hour looking for a damn Spam Musubi at every mom and pop shop and fast food joint within a 3 mile radius of Ala Moana Blvd.......I finally gave up and walked into an L&amp;amp;L's (cause we have em in L.A., but I didn't give a shit anymore)  I said, "hey dude, you don't have any Spam Musubi's on your menu" and he was like "that's because we don't serve it" and I was like "what, I must be losin it  cause I thought I heard you say you don't serve Spam Musubi here".  And he was like, "yup that's what I said"..  I was in shock...  but this is L&amp;L's................. in Waikiki!!!   They have em in the L&amp;amp;L's in L.A....  What the F*&amp;k??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term "Gentrification" used for crappy neighborhoods being rejuvenated at the expense of the poor.......  I had never seen it done on a food level before, but putting my shitty ass USC business degree into gear I realized it was all a basic economics issue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spam Musubi at a dollar a pop had been pushed out of Waikiki for good, it had become a "commodity"... At a buck a pop the Musubis were replaced by Mr. Spam and Eggs at 4 bucks a pop.  With real estate so expensive its become economically unfeasible to have Spam Musubi on your menu at that price, so its gone just like the Hawaiian pineapples will be in a few more years...   ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, after a long, depressing walk I finally found a Spam Musubi............. at the food mart of the F*^&amp;amp;ing Shell Gas Station.   Anyways, after hours of searching I was gonna eat that shit even if it was the crappiest Spam Musubi I've ever had, I didn't give a shit anymore..........   Well......  it was easily, the crappiest Spam Musubi I ever had.  The rice was all freaking hard and the Spam was all thin , dried and sunburned from that damn 300 Watt U.V. heat lamp sucking the life out of it.  It was a dollar and I thought I'd never thought I'd say this from something that cost me a dollar, but they ripped my ass off!   It was terrible.  Hawaii was a just a bad food experience for me, but an excellent lesson in............. blah........... economics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I went to Alan Wong's (expensive, but good) and Zippy's and some other local places, but overall I have to say the food in Waikiki sucks, most of my L.A. friends would agree with me too..... Bruddah's in ghetto ass Gardena is way better than the food in Waikiki anyday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113989656938079518?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113989656938079518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113989656938079518' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113989656938079518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113989656938079518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/02/bye-bye-hawaiian-pineapples-extinction.html' title='Bye Bye Hawaiian Pineapples.....  The Extinction of Food'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113934403387128155</id><published>2006-02-07T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:16:48.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spamku's...  Haikus about Spam, what could be better?</title><content type='html'>wrote a few myself...  not very good... these are better, from some MIT students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAM lies uneaten&lt;br /&gt;The milk is slowly curdling&lt;br /&gt;Dead man on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told a close friend&lt;br /&gt;About my SPAM obsession.&lt;br /&gt;He hasn't called since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap, tap goes the spoon&lt;br /&gt;On the metal can. Inside,&lt;br /&gt;Is the SPAM dancing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I saw&lt;br /&gt;A man who had no SPAM, but&lt;br /&gt;Then I tasted some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reincarnation&lt;br /&gt;I return in a blue can&lt;br /&gt;Reincarnation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh meat-like morsel&lt;br /&gt;so uniform and saline&lt;br /&gt;do you dream of teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Served raw on white bread&lt;br /&gt;or heated using Sterno.&lt;br /&gt;Too many choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young pig is born--&lt;br /&gt;a life full of potential.&lt;br /&gt;Cut short by Hormel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;millions die in Chad&lt;br /&gt;U.S. sends Spam over night&lt;br /&gt;millions die in Chad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awakened at night.&lt;br /&gt;Cold sweat. Dreams of screaming pigs.&lt;br /&gt;SPAM farmer repents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113934403387128155?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113934403387128155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113934403387128155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113934403387128155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113934403387128155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/02/spamkus-haikus-about-spam-what-could.html' title='Spamku&apos;s...  Haikus about Spam, what could be better?'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113878525713720364</id><published>2006-02-01T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T01:14:17.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honey Lady of Ice House Canyon...  How People Used to Be</title><content type='html'>Once in a while a friend will ask a normal question like "Hey, if you could be anywhere for a vacation right now, where would you be?" and of course being the weirdo that I am, I would probably respond with something retarded like Sapporo, Japan 1972 or Montreal, Canada 1967.. and of course my friend would look at me like I'm on crack and say.... "What the hell are you talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what I'm talking about is I'd like to experience the "people" of a certain place and time, more so, than just a geographical location...  for example, this is just pure speculation, but I would have loved to visit Italy in the 60's for sure, and I'm sure the people are all still pretty nice, but times have changed since then... I'll put my money on the 60's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this past weekend something really bizarre happened.  We entered the Twilight Zone and hit a time warp and went "Back To The Future"....  ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened?  Well, my good friend Matt and I decided we needed to get off our fat asses  and get some hiking in to start the New Year off right.  Sure, no brainer.... lets go to Ice House Canyon, near Mt Baldy, pound for pound the best hike in Southern California because it starts with beautiful running water and continues all the way till the end of it...  "see best hike in l.a."  sidebar/directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like my Alzheimer ass always does, I forgot something... my daypass, I have like 10 at home, but now I have to spend 5 bucks because I'm retarded and didn't remember to bring one...   so we go to the Ranger's station and its closed, but I tell Matt.. "Its okay, we can get one from the Honey Lady" he looks at me like I just took my lips off a bong or something..... "She sells honey from her house and sells the passes for the ranger"...  Matt has the Oh.... interesting... look on his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember years back, when I first started coming up to Ice House there was an older couple, a friendly gentleman and lady who used to sell the day passes.  I recently heard that the gentleman had passed away and the lady now lived alone. It was sad to hear cause I remembered he was a very nice gentleman, the few times I had purchased a pass from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as we walk up there is cardtable and tablecloth with nice displays of honey.  Honey in the clear plastic bear bottle, honey in the old fashioned jars, and even real honey comb...  about 6 bucks for each item, not a bad deal at all for real unprocessed honey.... Matt wanted one to take home to his wonderful wife, Shawn.  We knocked on the door and the sweet old lady with curlers in her hair and makeup by Tammy Faye Baker came tumbling through the screen door.  "Good Morning!" she said and she brought out the day passes with her and starts talking to us like we've been friends for decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says, "here" and takes a spoonful of honey and gives Matt and I a taste of it....  Oh my goodness, I'm not kidding you, Matt and I just look at each other like this is the best thing we've tasted in a long, long time...  If you've never had pure, unfiltered, pasteurized honey... Man are you missing out!!!!  It was freakin outstanding!!!!!!  Matt looked frazzled cause he really wanted the honey, but we needed the day pass also...  now this shouldn't be an issue with normal people, but being the city slickers we are, assuming credit is always the preffered choice of exchange we barely had like 11 dollars between the two of us....  duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, Matt asks her... uh, do you take credit cards?  The Honey Lady says "Nope, I only take three forms of payment....... cash, checks and "    get this........ are you holding onto your seats.....  I.O.U.'s... from a complete stranger............    our mouths just dropped..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew we were in a time warp for sure....  where did this lady come from?   doesn't she know you can't trust people?  doesn't she know we should be submitting a driver's license, social security, and AMC movie watcher card for any minimum purchase?  what's wrong with you Honey Lady????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what..... Nothing is wrong with you Honey Lady...........  its everyone else that's messed up, not you.  Thank you so much for letting me experience what life was like when people still trusted people, when kids could go trick or treating without fear of being poisoned, and you could throw your bike down on the front lawn without it being gone 15 minutes later.  Thank you so much for taking us back to a place that I thought I could never go back to....  What a joy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day this was.... Matt got his real unfiltered honey and we got our pass.  BTW, each visit comes with a warm hug from the Honey Lady as well.  I will definitely be back for the best tasting honey in Southern California, but really..........  I just want to go back to feel normal again.....  Oh, the hike... it was beautiful as usual, but it didn't really matter anymore cause the Honey Lady made the weekend truly memorable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113878525713720364?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113878525713720364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113878525713720364' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113878525713720364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113878525713720364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/02/honey-lady-of-ice-house-canyon-how.html' title='The Honey Lady of Ice House Canyon...  How People Used to Be'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113872901771575043</id><published>2006-01-31T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T09:36:57.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chef Boyardee Ravioli Part II</title><content type='html'>ate the rest of the can....  it still sucked&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113872901771575043?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113872901771575043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Ever wonder.....</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder how many boxes of See's candy and bottles of crappy wine the mailman gets at Christmas time every year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how many different ways wedding DJ's have had chicken prepared for them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why Asians always drive silver camrys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder who was the genius that brought the combination of  Chinese Food and Donuts into this world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what all the New Year's resolution gym people are doing by the time March rolls around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why the hell guys and gals between the ages of 30 and 40 always list "Goonies" as one of their favorite all time movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why the liquid goopy artificial cheese in a can always tastes way better on nachos than real cheese....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113867722864200416?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113867722864200416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113867722864200416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113867722864200416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113867722864200416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/01/ever-wonder.html' title='Ever wonder.....'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113859407292680050</id><published>2006-01-29T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:07:52.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chef Boyardee Ravioli</title><content type='html'>i ate half a can of Chef Boyardee Ravioli....   it sucked...&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably eat the rest of it tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113859407292680050?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113859407292680050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113859407292680050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113859407292680050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113859407292680050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/01/chef-boyardee-ravioli.html' title='Chef Boyardee Ravioli'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113858828283945321</id><published>2006-01-29T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:06:47.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper or Plastic?</title><content type='html'>so i was at the store last week... the checker asks this half drugged out old guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper or plastic sir? ....yes...  Paper or plastic sir?...  yes..... Paper or plastic?...... YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you freakin retard, when they ask you Paper or Plastic... Its not a yes or no question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very similar to the 31 flavors episode i saw year's back...  sugar cone or regular ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid people are................. stupid...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113858828283945321?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113858828283945321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113858828283945321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113858828283945321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113858828283945321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/01/paper-or-plastic.html' title='Paper or Plastic?'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113858823544905746</id><published>2006-01-29T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T18:30:35.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Years</title><content type='html'>i called a couple of chinese friends to wish them a new year...  they were happy to hear from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called my redneck friend to wish him one also, he didn't know what the f*&amp;k i was talking about.... i like doing shit like that... i call that entertainment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113858823544905746?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113858823544905746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113858823544905746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113858823544905746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113858823544905746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-years.html' title='Happy Chinese New Years'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21683989.post-113858803364618450</id><published>2006-01-29T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T18:27:13.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why my blog sucks...</title><content type='html'>basically a blog is a reflection of its owner... i'm lazy and you can tell by my blog (i.e. no pictures, crappy links, etc. etc. ) that i'd rather be drinking a extra caffeinated non-fat mocha with a half a pound of splenda in it. btw, splenda is a god send....only problem is, it makes it such a hard choice when i'm at my local coffee counter now...... it goes something like this............hmmmm... lets see......... blue has been proven to give you brain damage... hmmmmm.................. okay......... pink is known to cause cancer in rats... hmmm.. all right... now......yellow... a natural sugar derivitive, not a chemical... says will not rot your brain or give you cancer... uhhhhhhh... geeeeeee.. call me daring and a risk taker, but i'm gonna go with the yellow........ duh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i'm a shitty writer. lot of these bloggers just have some amazing skills, like pam at daily gluttony and sarah at the delicious life to name a few... if i could write like that, shit i would write too, but i suck really bad so i think i'm considering a format change......... to lists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) low tech. i am the lowest of the low. i don't have an ipod, it takes me days to figure out simple shit like links and things, and i have a nokia 33something phone... (see below) . growing up in the times when there was such a thing as Apple and Apple I and the Commodore 64, the learning environment was limited... i've stayed pretty close to that era... besides i'm a stubborn mf*&amp;er who thinks a lot of the technology is overrated anyways... only when people drag my ass and force me will i ever convert... see that guy holding that big ass leather cd briefcase... that's me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) my shitty ass 33something Nokia phone. which means its a big ass phone that doesn't take pictures and provide family entertainment through the internet and give you freakin movie times.... i mean this phone really sucks... dropped calls all the time ( although it provides a valid excuse for me sometimes) its big and bulky, doesn't take blackmail pics of traffic situations and your boss in a compromising position.. i'm just at a disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;only reason i keep this piece of shit is cause i have the old ATT plan(requires old ass ATT phones) which gives me a shitload of minutes, but on this crappy ass phone what's the use ? oh yeah, i drop this s.o.b. 3 times a week and i have this extraordinary ability to lose stuff that's worth more than 10 bucks (i have cheap sunglasses also) .. hey, fancy ass motherf*&amp;amp;^er...try dropping that Razor 3 times a week and then lets talk huh? thats what i thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) passion... or lack of, maybe i'll get into this a little more. at the current time its more a novelty to me than anything and i'm trying to get in my groove to finish up my latest piece of crap screenplay that i'm procrastinating on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)subject matter... most of y'all have lotsa shit to write about.. food, food, food, what the hell am i doing? there's only so much observation one can do in a 8 hour window. i see a lot of stupid ass shit at the coffeehouse where i write at. i guess i can tell you about the goings on over there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21683989-113858803364618450?l=therandomburrito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/feeds/113858803364618450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21683989&amp;postID=113858803364618450' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113858803364618450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21683989/posts/default/113858803364618450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomburrito.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-my-blog-sucks.html' title='Why my blog sucks...'/><author><name>Ron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t50b-SOGVKU/SwDozrYZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g-UwBxHi-tU/S220/hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry></feed>
