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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cERngzeip7ImA9WhVXFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877</id><updated>2012-04-15T20:10:07.682-04:00</updated><category term="Harold M. Rantello" /><category term="Fringe Groups" /><category term="The Life of Gouda" /><category term="Gabe's Bed and Breakfast" /><category term="Corporations" /><category term="Celebrities" /><category term="B-List Celebrities" /><category term="Gabe's Non-Shop" /><category term="Fake Relatives" /><category term="Unique Hobbies" /><category term="Carl Lindroski" /><category term="Product Improvement" /><category term="No Reply" /><category term="Related To Other Letters" /><category term="Mistaken Identity" /><category term="Barney Norman" /><category term="Legitimate Organizations" /><category term="Politicians" /><category term="Government Organization" /><category term="Oddball Organizations" /><category term="Dreams" /><category term="Gabe's Bank" /><category term="Professional Sports Teams" /><category term="The Muffin In 3 Acts" /><category term="Museums" /><title>Gabe's Letters</title><subtitle type="html">An Ongoing Collection of Absurd Correspondence</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/GabesLetters" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="gabesletters" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">GabesLetters</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEMQXk9eip7ImA9Wx9UGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-623149012294756195</id><published>2011-02-15T21:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:34:40.762-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-15T21:34:40.762-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Government Organization" /><title>New York Department of Transportation</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="left"&gt;I try to get to Boston each Baseball Season to catch The Yankees at Fenway. In 1998 I noticed something out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-v1P57Sx4A/TVs2VmzLgRI/AAAAAAAABcs/UEQKlEIIdHA/s1600/nydot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574108708621484306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-v1P57Sx4A/TVs2VmzLgRI/AAAAAAAABcs/UEQKlEIIdHA/s320/nydot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This response is further proof that government employees are dull and boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfB_p5onvYA/TVs2VZtRlQI/AAAAAAAABck/xM9fZ9Dc-KE/s1600/NyDOTr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574108705107055874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfB_p5onvYA/TVs2VZtRlQI/AAAAAAAABck/xM9fZ9Dc-KE/s320/NyDOTr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735471055539956877-623149012294756195?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/623149012294756195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=623149012294756195" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/623149012294756195?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/623149012294756195?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2011/02/new-york-dpartment-of-transportation.html" title="New York Department of Transportation" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-v1P57Sx4A/TVs2VmzLgRI/AAAAAAAABcs/UEQKlEIIdHA/s72-c/nydot.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EBR3c9eSp7ImA9WxVVEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-608674589632712236</id><published>2009-03-04T21:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:20:56.961-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-04T21:20:56.961-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harold M. Rantello" /><title>Frito Lay</title><content type="html">Hal often has ideas to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;existing&lt;/span&gt; products better, this is one of those times. I'd written Frito Lay in 1998, Now it was Hal's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/Sa80zIys6wI/AAAAAAAABVQ/EAVjDM4SUaY/s1600-h/lays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309520538831219458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/Sa80zIys6wI/AAAAAAAABVQ/EAVjDM4SUaY/s320/lays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is basically a slightly personalized form letter. At least they mentioned Olga. Hal always seemed like more of a Lacey or Misty kind of guy to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/Sa80yxg-HUI/AAAAAAAABVI/CvXUdcEGXF4/s1600-h/lays-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309520532582833474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/Sa80yxg-HUI/AAAAAAAABVI/CvXUdcEGXF4/s320/lays-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a great idea and all they sent was some lousy coupons!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/Sa80yincIwI/AAAAAAAABVA/JKL76TFx9l0/s1600-h/layscoupons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309520528583435010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/Sa80yincIwI/AAAAAAAABVA/JKL76TFx9l0/s320/layscoupons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8735471055539956877-608674589632712236?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/608674589632712236/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=608674589632712236" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/608674589632712236?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/608674589632712236?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2009/03/frito-lay.html" title="Frito Lay" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/Sa80zIys6wI/AAAAAAAABVQ/EAVjDM4SUaY/s72-c/lays.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYAQ3s9fyp7ImA9WxVXF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-2429051895684733395</id><published>2009-02-15T17:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:49:02.567-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-15T17:49:02.567-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gabe's Non-Shop" /><title>Frito Lay</title><content type="html">I decided to write to Frito Lay. It seemed that their "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rold&lt;/span&gt; Gold' product was a natural partner for the "Non-Shop" concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SZiav8ZBemI/AAAAAAAABU4/ox_MWorSq5A/s1600-h/rold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303158709684370018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SZiav8ZBemI/AAAAAAAABU4/ox_MWorSq5A/s320/rold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All letters from "Gabe's Non-Shop" go out with this handy, informational pamphlet. Brian designed this and I think the "Non-Shop" concept may have been his idea or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suggestion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SZiavk3QCBI/AAAAAAAABUw/qaoKlBqSaZs/s1600-h/non-shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303158703368701970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SZiavk3QCBI/AAAAAAAABUw/qaoKlBqSaZs/s320/non-shop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their response is generic. They even sent the original letter back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SZiauXYBMII/AAAAAAAABUo/spvHvJrCWu0/s1600-h/frito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303158682568175746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SZiauXYBMII/AAAAAAAABUo/spvHvJrCWu0/s320/frito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8735471055539956877-2429051895684733395?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/2429051895684733395/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=2429051895684733395" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/2429051895684733395?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/2429051895684733395?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2009/02/frito-lay.html" title="Frito Lay" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SZiav8ZBemI/AAAAAAAABU4/ox_MWorSq5A/s72-c/rold.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QFSXo6fyp7ImA9WxdXFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-749370442368806380</id><published>2008-06-28T16:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T16:35:18.417-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T16:35:18.417-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fake Relatives" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Carl Lindroski" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Barney Norman" /><title>Hollister Co.</title><content type="html">This letter is based on a bad experience a friend had at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaehexkvWI/AAAAAAAAA8I/-IBfgDYvRsU/s1600-h/hollister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217031516389162338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaehexkvWI/AAAAAAAAA8I/-IBfgDYvRsU/s320/hollister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in fact a photo of the actual potato that was sent to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaehsQSroI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1gh8vvuGjGA/s1600-h/pretty-potato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217031520007663234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaehsQSroI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1gh8vvuGjGA/s320/pretty-potato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is in it's shipping container.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGagJF-LnrI/AAAAAAAAA84/w9IFDQrnY2Q/s1600-h/prettypotato2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217033296437550770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGagJF-LnrI/AAAAAAAAA84/w9IFDQrnY2Q/s320/prettypotato2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected a quick response. When none had arrived after about a month I wrote back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaeiFibZOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Z07Y5K7cNa8/s1600-h/hollsiter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217031526794618082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaeiFibZOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Z07Y5K7cNa8/s320/hollsiter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not too excited about Tom's reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaeiUB7OrI/AAAAAAAAA8o/IE-3pV9atFU/s1600-h/hollsiter-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217031530684824242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaeiUB7OrI/AAAAAAAAA8o/IE-3pV9atFU/s320/hollsiter-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They never answered my followup. I have reason to believe they found this website and decided not to play my reindeer games anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaepfGRt2I/AAAAAAAAA8w/MSPX6RwTXlQ/s1600-h/hollister3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217031653914949474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaepfGRt2I/AAAAAAAAA8w/MSPX6RwTXlQ/s320/hollister3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735471055539956877-749370442368806380?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/749370442368806380/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=749370442368806380" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/749370442368806380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/749370442368806380?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/06/hollister-co.html" title="Hollister Co." /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGaehexkvWI/AAAAAAAAA8I/-IBfgDYvRsU/s72-c/hollister.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEABRH86eip7ImA9WxdXFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-7010755383943859599</id><published>2008-06-26T23:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:19:15.112-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-26T23:19:15.112-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fake Relatives" /><title>Brown Sheep Company</title><content type="html">A new letter AND the debut of a new alias. Only time will tell if he sticks. Is Aunt Ernestine the new Uncle Irwin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGRbO6aqlFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/uXWwSXKf6SI/s1600-h/brownsheeplet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216394580159272018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGRbO6aqlFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/uXWwSXKf6SI/s320/brownsheeplet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not sure why but I'm digging this envelope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGRbPBjFjII/AAAAAAAAA7o/TuiA3raEkR0/s1600-h/brownenv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216394582073642114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGRbPBjFjII/AAAAAAAAA7o/TuiA3raEkR0/s320/brownenv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A classic hand written response. Someone actually spent more than 30 seconds on this. Kudos to them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGRbPWZoZaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/QtoqJDQlfn0/s1600-h/brownsheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216394587671127458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGRbPWZoZaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/QtoqJDQlfn0/s320/brownsheep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735471055539956877-7010755383943859599?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/7010755383943859599/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=7010755383943859599" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/7010755383943859599?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/7010755383943859599?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/06/brown-sheep-company.html" title="Brown Sheep Company" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SGRbO6aqlFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/uXWwSXKf6SI/s72-c/brownsheeplet.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEINSHc5eip7ImA9WxZbF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-6833514121035827209</id><published>2008-04-20T16:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:16:39.922-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-20T16:16:39.922-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><title>Warner Brothers Studio Stores</title><content type="html">For some reason when it came to cartoon characters, Elmer J. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fudd&lt;/span&gt; was always my man. I feel like he's gotten short shrift though, respect wise. This letter addresses that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAukIm9gIOI/AAAAAAAAA4g/h8bqJ9SC3fE/s1600-h/WB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191423463279042786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAukIm9gIOI/AAAAAAAAA4g/h8bqJ9SC3fE/s320/WB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited 10 months and this is the best they could do? Bastards!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAukBm9gINI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/_SFsKrQqvfU/s1600-h/wb-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191423343019958482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAukBm9gINI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/_SFsKrQqvfU/s320/wb-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-6833514121035827209?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/6833514121035827209/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=6833514121035827209" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6833514121035827209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6833514121035827209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/04/warner-brothers-studio-stores.html" title="Warner Brothers Studio Stores" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAukIm9gIOI/AAAAAAAAA4g/h8bqJ9SC3fE/s72-c/WB.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUBRH8zeip7ImA9WxZbEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-4552494609334255076</id><published>2008-04-14T22:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:57:35.182-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-14T22:57:35.182-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product Improvement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Barney Norman" /><title>Joe's American Bar &amp; Grill</title><content type="html">Barney Norman LOVES his potatoes. I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;expected&lt;/span&gt; a cease &amp;amp; desist on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAQZJU5RlSI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MgSixpBtvwo/s1600-h/joes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189300318656107810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAQZJU5RlSI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MgSixpBtvwo/s320/joes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-4552494609334255076?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/4552494609334255076/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=4552494609334255076" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/4552494609334255076?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/4552494609334255076?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/04/joes-american-bar-grill.html" title="Joe's American Bar &amp; Grill" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAQZJU5RlSI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MgSixpBtvwo/s72-c/joes.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04AQXY-eCp7ImA9WxZbEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-6934133019733525588</id><published>2008-04-13T11:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:52:20.850-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-13T11:52:20.850-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="No Reply" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mistaken Identity" /><title>WD-40</title><content type="html">Something about the whole mistaken identity thing I've always liked. Not too tough to understand why they didn't write back I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAIrw05RlRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/IA7FFlF6H3U/s1600-h/wd40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188757838516819218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAIrw05RlRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/IA7FFlF6H3U/s320/wd40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-6934133019733525588?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/6934133019733525588/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=6934133019733525588" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6934133019733525588?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6934133019733525588?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/04/wd-40.html" title="WD-40" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/SAIrw05RlRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/IA7FFlF6H3U/s72-c/wd40.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMFRnw5fip7ImA9WxZUF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-6122709856285564213</id><published>2008-04-08T21:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:16:57.226-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-08T22:16:57.226-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Related To Other Letters" /><title>Baskin Robbins 2-5</title><content type="html">I wrote my &lt;a href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2007/12/baskin-robbins.html"&gt;first letter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baskin&lt;/span&gt; Robbins &lt;/a&gt;in 1997. I recommend reading it first. A moment or two after posting it on this website I decided to write them back. The funniest thing to me about this followup is that I assume this fellow Todd still has the same exact position 10 years later even though they were bought out by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts and moved their office across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjfONCRdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/C_M-tZrl6ho/s1600-h/baskin-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187059890119656914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjfONCRdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/C_M-tZrl6ho/s320/baskin-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It makes me laugh when the return my original letter. Particularly when they make up the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjfeNCReI/AAAAAAAAA3w/sk0RVE1jj3E/s1600-h/baskin-2env.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187059894414624226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjfeNCReI/AAAAAAAAA3w/sk0RVE1jj3E/s320/baskin-2env.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This response wasn't going to satisfy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjgONCRfI/AAAAAAAAA34/TW1F88ovwV4/s1600-h/baskin-r2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187059907299526130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjgONCRfI/AAAAAAAAA34/TW1F88ovwV4/s320/baskin-r2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when two identical ones (well almost) arrived the same day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjgeNCRgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/jm_HLGkTl2E/s1600-h/dunkin-r2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187059911594493442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjgeNCRgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/jm_HLGkTl2E/s320/dunkin-r2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally if I have 2 responses from a company I feel like I'm playing with the houses money and I up the insanity quotient. Poor Jennifer... well, poor someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wijONCRbI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/FpKBLZdxEUo/s1600-h/baskin-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187058859327505842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wijONCRbI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/FpKBLZdxEUo/s320/baskin-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned that she couldn't accept my offer. Well not really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wii-NCRaI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/G0ww18TcqUY/s1600-h/dunkin-r3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187058855032538530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wii-NCRaI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/G0ww18TcqUY/s320/dunkin-r3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 Responses in? Nice! Time to get angrier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wi9ONCRcI/AAAAAAAAA3g/8Td4rKlt8z8/s1600-h/baskin4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187059306004104642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wi9ONCRcI/AAAAAAAAA3g/8Td4rKlt8z8/s320/baskin4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Jennifer (or whoever) got tired of me and passed me on. They included 3 of these $2 coupons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wiieNCRZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/LGDkd6sTbsg/s1600-h/dunkin-r4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187058846442603922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wiieNCRZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/LGDkd6sTbsg/s320/dunkin-r4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting that no one mentioned that I changed my pet from a Cat to a dog and back again using 2 different names. If it were me, I would have called the lunatic writing these on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wiiONCRYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/zLbKU0qc-Sk/s1600-h/baskin-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187058842147636610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wiiONCRYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/zLbKU0qc-Sk/s320/baskin-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! They kept the money. I had decided to keep writing them until such time as they kept the money or had their legal department ask me not the write them again. Finally they sent me a list. Well all they did was &lt;a href="http://www.baskinrobbins.com/icecream/classicflavors.aspx"&gt;print this out.&lt;/a&gt; And NOT even in color. Someone over at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Brands is a bit cheap. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Somewhat&lt;/span&gt; sadly and/or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;oddly&lt;/span&gt; this is the end of my communication with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Baskin&lt;/span&gt; Robbins...for now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wih-NCRXI/AAAAAAAAA24/Jb1K90s1B5I/s1600-h/baskin-r5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187058837852669298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wih-NCRXI/AAAAAAAAA24/Jb1K90s1B5I/s320/baskin-r5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735471055539956877-6122709856285564213?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/6122709856285564213/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=6122709856285564213" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6122709856285564213?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6122709856285564213?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/04/baskin-robbins-2-5.html" title="Baskin Robbins 2-5" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wjfONCRdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/C_M-tZrl6ho/s72-c/baskin-2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YHQ3g5eyp7ImA9WxZUF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-410134621935556105</id><published>2008-04-08T20:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:32:12.623-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-08T20:32:12.623-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><title>Denny's</title><content type="html">During college there was something about Denny's that was mystifying, almost magical in an ironic way. A couple of years later I wrote them this letter. I expected a nice response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wMSeNCRWI/AAAAAAAAA2w/wlSvuJ7uM6E/s1600-h/dennys97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187034382308885858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wMSeNCRWI/AAAAAAAAA2w/wlSvuJ7uM6E/s320/dennys97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This response didn't satisfy me in the least. However in the summer of 1997 I had yet to really get into the whole followup letter idea that I've enjoyed since. And by the time I did this letter was sort of forgotten, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wMLuNCRVI/AAAAAAAAA2o/QIJSTkV-RpI/s1600-h/dennys-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187034266344768850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wMLuNCRVI/AAAAAAAAA2o/QIJSTkV-RpI/s320/dennys-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February of 2008 I was about to post the 1997 Denny's letter and an idea occurred to me. What if I sent them the SAME letter again 10 1/2 years later? Would the response be similar? Would they have some nutty filing system whereby my original was still on file? I had to know. I changed the name slightly and checked their web page to make sure the menu items I mentioned were current (I haven't been to "the den" in quite awhile.) Other than that I resent the letter pretty much as it was written in 1997. Then I waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wMFuNCRUI/AAAAAAAAA2g/GqEkXm5xz14/s1600-h/dennys-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187034163265553730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wMFuNCRUI/AAAAAAAAA2g/GqEkXm5xz14/s320/dennys-2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 2, 2008 I had my answer. A box beckoned on my doorstep when I returned from work. The contents is pictured below. Sadly, there was NO LETTER!. Well it took 10 1/2 years but i finally got my mugs. They don't seem as sturdy as the ones I remember, plus I was hoping for 4. I guess I'll write them again in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; of 2018 and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wL-ONCRTI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/raGrBcy-0kQ/s1600-h/mugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187034034416534834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wL-ONCRTI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/raGrBcy-0kQ/s320/mugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8735471055539956877-410134621935556105?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/410134621935556105/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=410134621935556105" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/410134621935556105?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/410134621935556105?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/04/dennys.html" title="Denny's" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R_wMSeNCRWI/AAAAAAAAA2w/wlSvuJ7uM6E/s72-c/dennys97.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYASHw8fCp7ImA9WxZWEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-4414173513618201070</id><published>2008-03-08T20:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:02:29.274-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-08T21:02:29.274-05:00</app:edited><title>Flambeau Inc. 2</title><content type="html">Before reading this second communication with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Flambeau&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; reading &lt;a href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/flambeau-inc.html"&gt;the original.&lt;/a&gt; The idea with this second letter was to get a little nuttier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NDp9sPbnI/AAAAAAAAA18/bMHO1Lf5wjg/s1600-h/flambeau-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175554784992652914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NDp9sPbnI/AAAAAAAAA18/bMHO1Lf5wjg/s320/flambeau-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the postcard I sent. I'm not sure why, but I REALLY enjoyed suggesting she hang it in her cubicle at work. For all I know she has a corner office with a view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NDgtsPbmI/AAAAAAAAA10/DjQHgCNompc/s1600-h/duke+ellington+postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175554626078862946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NDgtsPbmI/AAAAAAAAA10/DjQHgCNompc/s320/duke+ellington+postcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really thought the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; response would be similar to the first. Of all the responses I imagined, this was NOT one of them. There was no actual letter. Just 3 things. This invoice and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NCx9sPblI/AAAAAAAAA1s/-Ffzflrfn-0/s1600-h/flambeau-response2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175553822919978578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NCx9sPblI/AAAAAAAAA1s/-Ffzflrfn-0/s320/flambeau-response2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWO Yo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yo's&lt;/span&gt;! If anyone is wondering, they kept the $10.00. I think it was a bargain though. I did a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;web search&lt;/span&gt; and these things go for $16 or so apiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NCnNsPbkI/AAAAAAAAA1k/W8vIBm9vzQ4/s1600-h/yoyoimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175553638236384834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NCnNsPbkI/AAAAAAAAA1k/W8vIBm9vzQ4/s320/yoyoimage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8735471055539956877-4414173513618201070?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/4414173513618201070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=4414173513618201070" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/4414173513618201070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/4414173513618201070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/03/flambeau-inc-2.html" title="Flambeau Inc. 2" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R9NDp9sPbnI/AAAAAAAAA18/bMHO1Lf5wjg/s72-c/flambeau-2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMDQn8-cCp7ImA9WxZXF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-5561905448766690247</id><published>2008-03-05T22:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:07:53.158-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-05T23:07:53.158-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harold M. Rantello" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product Improvement" /><title>Burger King</title><content type="html">This letter is noteworthy for two reasons. 1) It represents the first time I mentioned Hal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rantello&lt;/span&gt; in a letter. 2) It was NEVER mailed. The problem with mailing it was I've always been unable to get a really good photo of Hal. So I waited and waited to mail it. Hal's resume was also just being written at this point. If you want to see what it ended up looking like it's available &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R2R4icjSkAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PTWkeivM4fE/s1600-h/HRantello-Resume-A.jpg"&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89q_rzfBMI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BRXSTKhF674/s1600-h/BK1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174472139194959042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89q_rzfBMI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BRXSTKhF674/s320/BK1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always bothered me that Hal's first mention went unsent and largely unread. I needed to correct that. So in December of 2007 I decided to straighten it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89q37zfBLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/GfHqVfIWqXc/s1600-h/bk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174472006050972850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89q37zfBLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/GfHqVfIWqXc/s320/bk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected a bit more than this in the reply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qvrzfBKI/AAAAAAAAA1M/z9vQlMvxr08/s1600-h/bk-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174471864317052066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qvrzfBKI/AAAAAAAAA1M/z9vQlMvxr08/s320/bk-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wrote the third Burger King Letter the envelope looked like this. Well this is what it looked like when they mailed it back to me. Silly burger people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qobzfBJI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Lu-5EvnI4Ww/s1600-h/bk-envelope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174471739763000466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qobzfBJI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Lu-5EvnI4Ww/s320/bk-envelope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This third letter needed to be a touch angrier. I was shooting for a cease and desist letter via registered mail or perhaps even overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qZ7zfBII/AAAAAAAAA08/Y7dfu9eBXFc/s1600-h/bk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174471490654897282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qZ7zfBII/AAAAAAAAA08/Y7dfu9eBXFc/s320/bk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not exactly what I was hoping for, but neither Hal or I are complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qLLzfBHI/AAAAAAAAA00/2P2aExJ2Evs/s1600-h/bk-response2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174471237251826802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89qLLzfBHI/AAAAAAAAA00/2P2aExJ2Evs/s320/bk-response2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8735471055539956877-5561905448766690247?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/5561905448766690247/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=5561905448766690247" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/5561905448766690247?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/5561905448766690247?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/03/burger-king.html" title="Burger King" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R89q_rzfBMI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BRXSTKhF674/s72-c/BK1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMBRXY_fyp7ImA9WxZXEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-7289063148447543392</id><published>2008-02-26T23:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:27:34.847-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-26T23:27:34.847-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Oddball Organizations" /><title>National Association to Advance Fat Acceptance</title><content type="html">When I wrote this particular letter I was contacting a litany of lesser known organizations. My main thing here was people trying to change terms to sugar coat things. So NO, I wasn't making fun of them or their organization. I was poking fun at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;society&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R8TmETiTeoI/AAAAAAAAA0U/pSvs7RUSO1A/s1600-h/naafa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171511233766193794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R8TmETiTeoI/AAAAAAAAA0U/pSvs7RUSO1A/s320/naafa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected a nasty response. This was quite a bit tamer than what I anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R8Tl9ziTenI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EHWk8HUOJAQ/s1600-h/NAAFA-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171511122097044082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R8Tl9ziTenI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EHWk8HUOJAQ/s320/NAAFA-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-7289063148447543392?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/7289063148447543392/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=7289063148447543392" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/7289063148447543392?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/7289063148447543392?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/national-association-to-advance-fat.html" title="National Association to Advance Fat Acceptance" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R8TmETiTeoI/AAAAAAAAA0U/pSvs7RUSO1A/s72-c/naafa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHQnk9cCp7ImA9WxZQFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-851297907356913800</id><published>2008-02-22T09:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T09:48:53.768-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-22T09:48:53.768-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Politicians" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product Improvement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Related To Other Letters" /><title>President Bill Clinton</title><content type="html">When I was a kid I wrote to President Ford and he sent me a picture. In 1997 I figured I might be able to get an autographed photo from President Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R77fxDiTemI/AAAAAAAAA0E/HNciFu7ihK8/s1600-h/President-Clinton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169815456123681378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R77fxDiTemI/AAAAAAAAA0E/HNciFu7ihK8/s320/President-Clinton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The generic form letter doesn't surprise me. The fact that I didn't get a photo, did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R77fiziTelI/AAAAAAAAAz8/h16VobHKkfY/s1600-h/President-Clinton-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169815211310545490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R77fiziTelI/AAAAAAAAAz8/h16VobHKkfY/s320/President-Clinton-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-851297907356913800?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/851297907356913800/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=851297907356913800" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/851297907356913800?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/851297907356913800?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/president-bill-clinton.html" title="President Bill Clinton" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R77fxDiTemI/AAAAAAAAA0E/HNciFu7ihK8/s72-c/President-Clinton.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUGQ3s_cSp7ImA9WxZWEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-214755557728638995</id><published>2008-02-19T20:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:03:42.549-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-08T21:03:42.549-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fake Relatives" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product Improvement" /><title>Flambeau Inc.</title><content type="html">This letter would not exist if my friend Marty hadn't suggested I write &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Flambeau&lt;/span&gt;. Along with that suggestion he provided some information on the history of the Yo-Yo that a friend had passed along to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7t9VziTekI/AAAAAAAAAz0/lJB7s2I8hhA/s1600-h/flambeau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168862810902592066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7t9VziTekI/AAAAAAAAAz0/lJB7s2I8hhA/s320/flambeau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This response is short, sweet and quick. Not sure if there is a follow-up in here or not. Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7t9PziTejI/AAAAAAAAAzs/GUSXo1yCOtc/s1600-h/flambeau-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168862707823376946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7t9PziTejI/AAAAAAAAAzs/GUSXo1yCOtc/s320/flambeau-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Second letter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flambeau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/03/flambeau-inc-2.html"&gt;is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8735471055539956877-214755557728638995?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/214755557728638995/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=214755557728638995" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/214755557728638995?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/214755557728638995?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/flambeau-inc.html" title="Flambeau Inc." /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7t9VziTekI/AAAAAAAAAz0/lJB7s2I8hhA/s72-c/flambeau.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkENRnw6eyp7ImA9WxZQE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-6869834081748942195</id><published>2008-02-18T21:51:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:11:37.213-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-18T22:11:37.213-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fake Relatives" /><title>The J.M. Smucker Company</title><content type="html">In July of 1997 I was a mere neophyte in this letter writing game. Characters such as Hal Rantello, Carl Lindroski and the like weren't even a consideration yet. This letter to Smucker's was a typical of the time period. There's a simplistic innocence to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFuziTeiI/AAAAAAAAAzk/GDw3XBgs_ME/s1600-h/smuckers-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168520192771455522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFuziTeiI/AAAAAAAAAzk/GDw3XBgs_ME/s320/smuckers-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got back to me fairly quickly which I always enjoy. Back in 1997 it was sometimes enough to keep me at bay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFnjiTehI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NjY3WMNp4DM/s1600-h/smuckers-R1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168520068217403922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFnjiTehI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NjY3WMNp4DM/s320/smuckers-R1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much this stuff costs now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFbjiTegI/AAAAAAAAAzU/JnU3VV5SrAk/s1600-h/smucker-r1Ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519862058973698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFbjiTegI/AAAAAAAAAzU/JnU3VV5SrAk/s320/smucker-r1Ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Smucker's Money Clip? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFWjiTefI/AAAAAAAAAzM/gPdHF14u6k0/s1600-h/smucker-r1Eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519776159627762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFWjiTefI/AAAAAAAAAzM/gPdHF14u6k0/s320/smucker-r1Eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1998 I wasn't quite as easy to please and the tone of the letters started to get a little wackier and closer to the convoluted style I prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFNTiTeeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0HbAcsHcXGw/s1600-h/smuckers-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519617245837794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFNTiTeeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0HbAcsHcXGw/s320/smuckers-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that really annoys me is when someone tries to get me to communicate by telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFFDiTedI/AAAAAAAAAy8/H_BjQYYbyUE/s1600-h/smuckers-r2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519475511917010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFFDiTedI/AAAAAAAAAy8/H_BjQYYbyUE/s320/smuckers-r2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This third letter to Smucker's, is my favorite of the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pE-jiTecI/AAAAAAAAAy0/xP4V8btCDn0/s1600-h/smuckers-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519363842767298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pE-jiTecI/AAAAAAAAAy0/xP4V8btCDn0/s320/smuckers-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vickie Keeps writing me back which is definitely appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pE3ziTebI/AAAAAAAAAys/kU2Owlew-SA/s1600-h/smuckers-r3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519247878650290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pE3ziTebI/AAAAAAAAAys/kU2Owlew-SA/s320/smuckers-r3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point I was curious to see the price differences. I actually learned something. Truth is I never did understand the proliferation of Grape Jelly at all my favorite Diners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pExjiTeaI/AAAAAAAAAyk/kuP5G0M_gNc/s1600-h/smuckers-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519140504467874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pExjiTeaI/AAAAAAAAAyk/kuP5G0M_gNc/s320/smuckers-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the price list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pErTiTeZI/AAAAAAAAAyc/h4abmPOrmVo/s1600-h/smuckers-r4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519033130285458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pErTiTeZI/AAAAAAAAAyc/h4abmPOrmVo/s320/smuckers-r4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing went on for page after page. I included this one because it has the prices for the single serving jellies one would find in a diner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pEjziTeYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lyLWDexVKOg/s1600-h/smucker-r4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168518904281266562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pEjziTeYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lyLWDexVKOg/s320/smucker-r4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8735471055539956877-6869834081748942195?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/6869834081748942195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=6869834081748942195" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6869834081748942195?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/6869834081748942195?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/jm-smucker-company.html" title="The J.M. Smucker Company" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7pFuziTeiI/AAAAAAAAAzk/GDw3XBgs_ME/s72-c/smuckers-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4ARHk5fSp7ImA9WxZQEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-1135595375378357081</id><published>2008-02-15T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:15:45.725-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-15T09:15:45.725-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harold M. Rantello" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Related To Other Letters" /><title>Thumann's Inc.</title><content type="html">To fully appreicate this letter, I highly reccomend first reading &lt;a href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2007/12/hormel-foods.html"&gt;Hormel Foods&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/01/hormel-foods-2.html"&gt;Hormel Foods 2&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/01/hormel-foods-3.html"&gt;Hormel Foods 3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UNUziTeXI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4WFhFV42ewc/s1600-h/thumanns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167050798560147826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UNUziTeXI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4WFhFV42ewc/s320/thumanns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must give Thumann's credit for responding quickly. Obviously after reading this letter I believe it's pretty apparent what my next move is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UNLDiTeWI/AAAAAAAAAxo/DL8USnbhNB0/s1600-h/thumanns-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167050631056423266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UNLDiTeWI/AAAAAAAAAxo/DL8USnbhNB0/s320/thumanns-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-1135595375378357081?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/1135595375378357081/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=1135595375378357081" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/1135595375378357081?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/1135595375378357081?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/thumanns-inc.html" title="Thumann's Inc." /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UNUziTeXI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4WFhFV42ewc/s72-c/thumanns.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8NQHs7fip7ImA9WxZQEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-301645772751328798</id><published>2008-02-15T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:14:51.506-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-15T09:14:51.506-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harold M. Rantello" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Legitimate Organizations" /><title>Federal Bureau of Prisons</title><content type="html">I wrote the first version of this letter in January of 2006 and sent it to the Warden at Leavenworth Prison. He never responded. So in December of 2007 I decided to revamp it and send it to the Federal Bureaus of Prisons. This is definitely a case where I enjoyed blabbering on about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UJUTiTeVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5PGb1oUaAw8/s1600-h/prisons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167046391923702098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UJUTiTeVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5PGb1oUaAw8/s320/prisons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The number 211 holds special significance in the world of The Ominous Seapods, one of my favorite bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UJOTiTeUI/AAAAAAAAAxY/h813PAVjO0o/s1600-h/prisons-envelope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167046288844486978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UJOTiTeUI/AAAAAAAAAxY/h813PAVjO0o/s320/prisons-envelope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The significance stems from the date 2/11. So how appropriate that they responded on February 11th! I was glad they kept the tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UJJTiTeTI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/NaNRyvFLMQk/s1600-h/prisons-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167046202945141042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UJJTiTeTI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/NaNRyvFLMQk/s320/prisons-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8735471055539956877-301645772751328798?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/301645772751328798/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=301645772751328798" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/301645772751328798?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/301645772751328798?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/federal-bureau-of-prisons.html" title="Federal Bureau of Prisons" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R7UJUTiTeVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5PGb1oUaAw8/s72-c/prisons.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQBQ347eyp7ImA9WxZRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-3370052510598310323</id><published>2008-02-07T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:45:52.003-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-07T22:45:52.003-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrities" /><title>Mr. Rogers</title><content type="html">People have asked me if I ever felt bad about any of the letters I write. Considering they're really meant in good fun, the answer is no. Well mostly. I think this letter to Mr. Rogers, tame as it is made me feel slightly bad. It's Mr. Rogers, I didn't want to offend him. I grew up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6vPil2cnWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/VMkmWNc0WZ0/s1600-h/mrrogers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164449590893387106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6vPil2cnWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/VMkmWNc0WZ0/s320/mrrogers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well It looks like Fred took things in stride. I should have known he would.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6vPY12cnVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/cj41zw_e8SA/s1600-h/mrrogers-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164449423389662546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6vPY12cnVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/cj41zw_e8SA/s320/mrrogers-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-3370052510598310323?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/3370052510598310323/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=3370052510598310323" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/3370052510598310323?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/3370052510598310323?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/mr-rogers.html" title="Mr. Rogers" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6vPil2cnWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/VMkmWNc0WZ0/s72-c/mrrogers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMCSH4yfyp7ImA9WxZREUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-3869260990903239300</id><published>2008-02-04T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:07:49.097-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-04T23:07:49.097-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fake Relatives" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Legitimate Organizations" /><title>The New Jersey Sports &amp; Exposition Authority</title><content type="html">I thought I would get some sort of response to this letter. A cease &amp;amp; desist perhaps. Truth is I don't know how the night went. I spent the evening of 12/31/99 at Madison Square Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6fgrF2cnUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/3sQ6PoHhi0Y/s1600-h/meadowlands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163342528713104706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6fgrF2cnUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/3sQ6PoHhi0Y/s320/meadowlands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8735471055539956877-3869260990903239300?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/3869260990903239300/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=3869260990903239300" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/3869260990903239300?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/3869260990903239300?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/new-jersey-sports-exposition-authority.html" title="The New Jersey Sports &amp; Exposition Authority" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6fgrF2cnUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/3sQ6PoHhi0Y/s72-c/meadowlands.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMHRXY6cSp7ImA9WxZREEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-9182082736351716146</id><published>2008-02-03T18:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:03:54.819-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-03T19:03:54.819-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harold M. Rantello" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product Improvement" /><title>Maxwell House Coffee</title><content type="html">Ah flavored coffee! It seems Hal likes a special blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZVGl2cnTI/AAAAAAAAAvc/e9JXj-QfcWg/s1600-h/maxwell+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162907594554907954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZVGl2cnTI/AAAAAAAAAvc/e9JXj-QfcWg/s320/maxwell+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to my buddy &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0894389/"&gt;Brian Vermeire&lt;/a&gt; for once again hitting a design homerun on this can of cofffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZU_F2cnSI/AAAAAAAAAvU/TT2yqF9Ha3Q/s1600-h/mhbacon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162907465705889058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZU_F2cnSI/AAAAAAAAAvU/TT2yqF9Ha3Q/s320/mhbacon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim McMiller doesn't seem amused. Truth is I'm not sure SHE exists!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZUeF2cnRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/14X8sVk_jS8/s1600-h/maxwell+house-r1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162906898770205970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZUeF2cnRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/14X8sVk_jS8/s320/maxwell+house-r1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I needed to followup with Kim or whoever is writing these form letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZTqV2cnPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/_2VaNsYIH4s/s1600-h/maxwell+house+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162906009711975666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZTqV2cnPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/_2VaNsYIH4s/s320/maxwell+house+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hal sent his &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R3SAqsjSlWI/AAAAAAAAAfc/8eyOD9S0tfU/s1600-h/rantello-alternate-resume.jpg"&gt;less flashy resume&lt;/a&gt; this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't like a gift mermaid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZTZ12cnOI/AAAAAAAAAu0/JhdQtQ5iGig/s1600-h/mermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162905726244134114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZTZ12cnOI/AAAAAAAAAu0/JhdQtQ5iGig/s320/mermaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim I guess. Perhaps it's time to write her AGAIN and see if she exists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZUSl2cnQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/mLOg0BAKl2s/s1600-h/maxwell+house-r2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162906701201710338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZUSl2cnQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/mLOg0BAKl2s/s320/maxwell+house-r2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8735471055539956877-9182082736351716146?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/9182082736351716146/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=9182082736351716146" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/9182082736351716146?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/9182082736351716146?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/maxwell-house-coffee.html" title="Maxwell House Coffee" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6ZVGl2cnTI/AAAAAAAAAvc/e9JXj-QfcWg/s72-c/maxwell+house.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUINRHczfCp7ImA9WxZSF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-1541452147018940643</id><published>2008-01-30T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:26:35.984-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-30T23:26:35.984-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product Improvement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Related To Other Letters" /><title>ABC Television</title><content type="html">This continues my trend of professing some strange sort of "monogamy" to a corporation. And of course this letter includes one hell of a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6FNPV2cnNI/AAAAAAAAAus/4G0OWttqeRo/s1600-h/abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161491573902187730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6FNPV2cnNI/AAAAAAAAAus/4G0OWttqeRo/s320/abc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it get any more generic?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6FNJF2cnMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/fVZ0TzwpeqE/s1600-h/abc-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161491466528005314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6FNJF2cnMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/fVZ0TzwpeqE/s320/abc-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8735471055539956877-1541452147018940643?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/1541452147018940643/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=1541452147018940643" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/1541452147018940643?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/1541452147018940643?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/01/abc-television.html" title="ABC Television" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R6FNPV2cnNI/AAAAAAAAAus/4G0OWttqeRo/s72-c/abc.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMDQX84cCp7ImA9WxZQEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-8479868739880586160</id><published>2008-01-28T22:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T13:34:30.138-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-15T13:34:30.138-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harold M. Rantello" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Related To Other Letters" /><title>Hormel Foods 3</title><content type="html">If you have yet to read the &lt;a href="http://gabesletters.blogspot.com/2007/12/hormel-foods.html"&gt;first Hormel letter&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://gabesletters.blogspot.com/2008/01/hormel-foods-2.html"&gt;second Hormel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you should read them both before this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Kelly's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; response unsatisfactory and needed to get in touch with her again. My guess was that the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to last line would guarantee a response from the legal department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56euV2cnLI/AAAAAAAAAtw/y338cQd0s_s/s1600-h/Hormel-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160736741989850290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56euV2cnLI/AAAAAAAAAtw/y338cQd0s_s/s320/Hormel-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the brevity of response 1 and 2 Kelly really hit a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;home run&lt;/span&gt; this time. I think it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;farily&lt;/span&gt; safe to say that we may be done writing each other now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56el12cnKI/AAAAAAAAAto/ez8M1ys-ho4/s1600-h/hormel-response-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160736595960962210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56el12cnKI/AAAAAAAAAto/ez8M1ys-ho4/s320/hormel-response-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the envelope clearly made out to Umberto and the outside of the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56edl2cnJI/AAAAAAAAAtg/B11seQstFvs/s1600-h/hormel-umberto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160736454227041426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56edl2cnJI/AAAAAAAAAtg/B11seQstFvs/s320/hormel-umberto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the inside of the card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56eW12cnII/AAAAAAAAAtY/9vQ3M27SBZA/s1600-h/hormel-umberto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160736338262924418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56eW12cnII/AAAAAAAAAtY/9vQ3M27SBZA/s320/hormel-umberto2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to these lovely SPAM items they also included pages and pages of recipes. Upwards of 60 recipes printed on 25 or so pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56eNV2cnHI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Pv6MfafPf6k/s1600-h/hormel-spam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160736175054167154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56eNV2cnHI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Pv6MfafPf6k/s320/hormel-spam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an associated letter to &lt;a href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/02/thumanns-inc.html"&gt;Thumann's Inc.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8735471055539956877-8479868739880586160?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/8479868739880586160/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=8479868739880586160" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/8479868739880586160?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/8479868739880586160?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/01/hormel-foods-3.html" title="Hormel Foods 3" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R56euV2cnLI/AAAAAAAAAtw/y338cQd0s_s/s72-c/Hormel-3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEANSHkyfyp7ImA9WxZSFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-4342032977949741281</id><published>2008-01-27T22:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:59:59.797-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-27T22:59:59.797-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fake Relatives" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="B-List Celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Related To Other Letters" /><title>Al Roker</title><content type="html">I've always enjoyed Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Roker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and for some reason I sensed that he's a nice man. One of the aims of this letter was to put that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;theory&lt;/span&gt; to the test. Plus I was always trying to get something for Uncle Irwin's wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51ReF2cnGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/a8bI00yM4bw/s1600-h/alroker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160370325444926562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51ReF2cnGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/a8bI00yM4bw/s320/alroker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exactly 1 week after mailing my letter a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FedEx&lt;/span&gt; package arrived. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51RXV2cnFI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DIOKvNX80-s/s1600-h/roker-fedex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160370209480809554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51RXV2cnFI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DIOKvNX80-s/s320/roker-fedex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note from Al. Seems he has his own stationery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51RRl2cnEI/AAAAAAAAAs4/xxK12l7j2WY/s1600-h/roker-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160370110696561730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51RRl2cnEI/AAAAAAAAAs4/xxK12l7j2WY/s320/roker-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And who would have thought it! A tie! A Dr. Seuss tie to boot. I guess my feelings were right, Al must be a very nice man. In case you're wondering, he returned the check too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51RMF2cnDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gvpu0fn6a8o/s1600-h/tie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160370016207281202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51RMF2cnDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gvpu0fn6a8o/s320/tie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8735471055539956877-4342032977949741281?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/4342032977949741281/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=4342032977949741281" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/4342032977949741281?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/4342032977949741281?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/01/al-roker.html" title="Al Roker" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R51ReF2cnGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/a8bI00yM4bw/s72-c/alroker.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQEQXs7fCp7ImA9WxZSEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735471055539956877.post-508216141581899490</id><published>2008-01-24T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:55:00.504-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-24T22:55:00.504-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Corporations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product Improvement" /><title>Pringles</title><content type="html">I'm always looking for ways to improve products. Some of my ideas are more practical than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R5lc7F2cnCI/AAAAAAAAAso/58rma4kRXS8/s1600-h/pringles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159257018382195746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R5lc7F2cnCI/AAAAAAAAAso/58rma4kRXS8/s320/pringles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last sentence of the fourth paragraph is the highlight of their response, for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R5lczl2cnBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/adTSHittVTE/s1600-h/pringles-response.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159256889533176850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R5lczl2cnBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/adTSHittVTE/s320/pringles-response.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some low rent looking coupons. Although I do like having my name right on there. The authenticity note is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R5lcs12cnAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/5s_n09np0wY/s1600-h/pringles-coupons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159256773569059842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R5lcs12cnAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/5s_n09np0wY/s320/pringles-coupons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8735471055539956877-508216141581899490?l=www.gabesletters.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/feeds/508216141581899490/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735471055539956877&amp;postID=508216141581899490" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/508216141581899490?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735471055539956877/posts/default/508216141581899490?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gabesletters.com/2008/01/pringles.html" title="Pringles" /><author><name>Gabe</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nbw4rojYJ6A/R5lc7F2cnCI/AAAAAAAAAso/58rma4kRXS8/s72-c/pringles.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

