<?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-6215225</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:00:25.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Times of B. Juicy</title><subtitle type='html'>Details of my evolution.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-113113852356300237</id><published>2005-11-04T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T05:34:10.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok so it's about 8:15AM and I finally get a seat on the train (after standing for a strong 45 minutes). I plop my behind down and settle into my seat. I reach for my IPod, shut it off and reach into my bag for my book "The Last Playboy" (great book by Shawn Levy) . So I start reading and all of a sudden a quick scent of 5 day old shit crumbs reaches my nose. I was startled and looked around with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/113113852356300237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=113113852356300237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/113113852356300237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/113113852356300237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok-so-its-about-815am-and-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-112291025519671479</id><published>2005-08-01T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T08:32:32.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning with ideas popping in my head. Things that I want to do finally looking and feeling so real. Ideas on how to reach my goals, very much present. Then I asked myself "What will you do today to get a step closer to them?" Hmm...I know I'm gonna have to shake some shit up. Get out of my shell and go for them DREAMS, even if they seem a bit far fetched. I decided that my first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/112291025519671479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=112291025519671479&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/112291025519671479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/112291025519671479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-woke-up-this-morning-with-ideas.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-111962715879673201</id><published>2005-06-24T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T08:32:38.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am accountable for everything that happens to me. That is my new method of thinking for at least the next 24 hours. Reason being everything happens because you make a series of choices that lead to that thing taking place. Placing the blame of what happened on something or someone else is irresponsible.Everything I do, say, act on, etc... are choices. I don't HAVE to do anything. The tricky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/111962715879673201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=111962715879673201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/111962715879673201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/111962715879673201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-accountable-for-everything-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-111956272976356265</id><published>2005-06-23T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T14:39:49.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I began a journey yesterday. Not a journey like "I'm on my way to my cousin's house in Far Rockaway, I'll be back next week." More like a journey within me; something of a metamorphosis, if you will. I decided to take a risk and sign up for a workshop that centers on my personal dynamic. If what I have witnessed in my friend is true (and believe me, it sure as hell seemed like it) I should have a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/111956272976356265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=111956272976356265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/111956272976356265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/111956272976356265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-began-journey-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-111946503949763595</id><published>2005-06-22T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:30:39.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things happen all too suddenly sometimes. Never did I know how quickly life can pitch you the illest of curveballs until most recently.I had an uncle. Now this uncle wasn't your garden variety uncle he was actually pretty popular in his circle. He had a fun loving spirit, positive attitude and an amazing sense of humor. Its no wonder that when he died this past Memorial Day (how fitting, right) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/111946503949763595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=111946503949763595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/111946503949763595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/111946503949763595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2005/06/things-happen-all-too-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-107340630909383670</id><published>2004-01-06T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T08:25:28.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SOCOM 2 is God's gift to MAN!  Not for nothing folks.  But this game has got to be the best thing ever.  In the last two nights I have risen about 6-8 spots in my clan (team).  That may mean nothing to you, but to me it means a whole lot to me!  Peep game... Among my clanmates there are currently 3 of us that are pretty tight outside of the game.  All of our significant others are infuriated at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/107340630909383670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=107340630909383670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107340630909383670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107340630909383670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2004/01/socom-2-is-gods-gift-to-man-not-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-107340537956170387</id><published>2004-01-06T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T08:09:59.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was driving, right.  And then I see this old head in the car next to me eyeing my car.  I'm thinking this fool must have lost his mind if he thinks he's going to do something to my car.  So I stare at the guy then I see him pull up a tad bit ahead of me and he focuses his attention on my front license plate.  At that point I knew what the deal was.  Then he turns to his passenger and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/107340537956170387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=107340537956170387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107340537956170387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107340537956170387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2004/01/yesterday-i-was-driving-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-107219277274657030</id><published>2003-12-23T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T07:19:48.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did you know that there is a 24 hour post office on 33rd and 8th?  Well I do!  You see I had to use that somama*itch lastnight to mail some baked goods my Mrs. and I baked to send as gifts to our friends and family.  The race was on because if we didn't send the goods before too long they would perish!  To make a long story short we sent our packages and don't have to deal with those anymore.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/107219277274657030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=107219277274657030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107219277274657030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107219277274657030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2003/12/did-you-know-that-there-is-24-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-107185316800529704</id><published>2003-12-19T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T08:59:42.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/107185316800529704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=107185316800529704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107185316800529704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107185316800529704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2003/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215225.post-107185050760788224</id><published>2003-12-19T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T08:59:05.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Allow me to reintroduce myself.  My name's Big; J to the U-C.  I used to move plantains in your grocery.  I guess even back then you could call me, CEO of the NYC, Ooooooh!""What-a-gwan ma yute" (in the words of my Homie Chez Whitey) Chez Whitey.  It's Friday!  Today I will be heading to my company's annual Holiday Party at the Millenium Hilton hotel right across the street from ground zero.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/feeds/107185050760788224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6215225&amp;postID=107185050760788224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107185050760788224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6215225/posts/default/107185050760788224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigjuicy.blogspot.com/2003/12/allow-me-to-reintroduce-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Juicy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10189124153832376730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
