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/><category term="dreams" /><category term="iTunes" /><category term="words" /><category term="escape" /><category term="pain" /><category term="awards" /><category term="darkness" /><category term="choices" /><category term="poetry" /><category term="actions" /><category term="blogging" /><category term="health" /><category term="love" /><title>It's Gonna Take More Than A Hamburger To Make Me Happy!</title><subtitle type="html">Personal blog, online journal, funny, dark, serious, wacky, random thoughts, rants, musings, observations, etc. Topics include relationships, family, work, food, books, movies, music and more.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" 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href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4DSH44eip7ImA9WhRUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-4991578818046498003</id><published>2012-01-24T12:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:56:19.032-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T19:56:19.032-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Baguette Squeezing Lady</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/4991578818046498003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=4991578818046498003" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/4991578818046498003?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/4991578818046498003?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/yWktXM6iPSE/customer-of-week-baguette-squeezing.html" title="Customer of the Week: Baguette Squeezing Lady" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJeNPTqEXYs/Tx7gnUSQ7kI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/42H6L7zTKZI/s72-c/baguettes.jpg" height="72" width="72" 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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mKTrxNwbmUW8MUpbmm9uAllT1AM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mKTrxNwbmUW8MUpbmm9uAllT1AM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mKTrxNwbmUW8MUpbmm9uAllT1AM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mKTrxNwbmUW8MUpbmm9uAllT1AM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Do you guys remember Touchy Tart Lady?Well, some woman came by the other day who could give TTL a run for her money. At first, I had no idea this woman was even there because I was busy concentrating on the cake I was decorating, but OWC (i.e. Older Woman Co-worker) spotted her and was quick to bring her to my attention.OWC:  (tugging like crazy on my uniform) JB! JB!Me:  (trying to shrug her off&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/yWktXM6iPSE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2012/01/customer-of-week-baguette-squeezing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ER3o4eSp7ImA9WhRVGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-3426224338574542860</id><published>2012-01-18T11:22:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:50:06.431-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-18T15:50:06.431-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Letters To My Bakery Customers - Part 3</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/3426224338574542860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=3426224338574542860" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3426224338574542860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3426224338574542860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/duThK_aEUC4/letters-to-my-bakery-customers-part-3.html" title="Letters To My Bakery Customers - Part 3" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rge4JMhQhAi2yzx2gLIGt_tSTBY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rge4JMhQhAi2yzx2gLIGt_tSTBY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rge4JMhQhAi2yzx2gLIGt_tSTBY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rge4JMhQhAi2yzx2gLIGt_tSTBY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was looking through some of my older posts and I can't believe it's been almost 2 years since I wrote Letters To My Bakery Customers - Part 2. With the number of wackadoodles that show up at my counter, how can that be? Well, today I'm going to share a few letters that I've had in mind since last month. I was too busy to write them over the holidays, but I'm good to go now.  :)Dear Snowman Cake&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/duThK_aEUC4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2012/01/letters-to-my-bakery-customers-part-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEENSHk6fip7ImA9WhRVEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-8004627302377008501</id><published>2012-01-09T11:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:58:19.716-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-09T15:58:19.716-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="self" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><title>Will You Follow Me - iPod Shuffle Says...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/8004627302377008501/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=8004627302377008501" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/8004627302377008501?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/8004627302377008501?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/6Li7XzCSf-M/will-you-follow-me-ipod-shuffle-says.html" title="Will You Follow Me - iPod Shuffle Says..." /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPE9ntwe1Rw/TwsClOkOqTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/3hOgI1jWXRs/s72-c/white-ipod.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rY3VU2RvJyT5QFajalODHyMHWJc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rY3VU2RvJyT5QFajalODHyMHWJc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rY3VU2RvJyT5QFajalODHyMHWJc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rY3VU2RvJyT5QFajalODHyMHWJc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Some time last year I came across this music meme that I thought would be fun to try out, but I ended up going on hiatus before I ever got around to it, so the meme was saved as a draft for me to work on later.Well, now is definitely later, so let me first tell you guys how this meme works, and then I'll share my answers.Rules:1. Put your iPod, MP3 player, or whatever you listen to on shuffle2. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/6Li7XzCSf-M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-you-follow-me-ipod-shuffle-says.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8GQX0yfSp7ImA9WhRVGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-5986909673424233108</id><published>2012-01-03T19:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:00:20.395-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-18T15:00:20.395-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Stupid Customer Questions</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/5986909673424233108/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=5986909673424233108" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/5986909673424233108?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/5986909673424233108?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/OYlHUUxcQpU/stupid-customer-questions.html" title="Stupid Customer Questions" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Js0oUq_U5to/TwOh1S-KeMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/g1K22zTiHRg/s72-c/questions.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MJRRZnYTMgsfxM29gEz2i2Isf7A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MJRRZnYTMgsfxM29gEz2i2Isf7A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MJRRZnYTMgsfxM29gEz2i2Isf7A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MJRRZnYTMgsfxM29gEz2i2Isf7A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Happy 2012, everybody!!Did any of you make New Year's resolutions? I think most people do, but it's sticking to them that's the tricky part. We start out with good intentions, then life happens, and suddenly we're back into the same old routine again. Oh, well... :)So, in my last post I mentioned that I was going to put together a list of stupid questions that customers dared to ask me during the&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/OYlHUUxcQpU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2012/01/stupid-customer-questions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cDR3k5eCp7ImA9WhRWEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-7007934858880225191</id><published>2011-12-29T10:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:04:36.720-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-30T11:04:36.720-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationships" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Season's Greetings!!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/7007934858880225191/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=7007934858880225191" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7007934858880225191?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7007934858880225191?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/FGWxwBb0yqw/seasons-greetings.html" title="Season's Greetings!!" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlG4Rqr90N0/Tv3gZALzb3I/AAAAAAAAA1s/gVwSIoS6Wq0/s72-c/christmas-joke.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D1Uk4yb6RodirlFYu0V8TGuVZK4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D1Uk4yb6RodirlFYu0V8TGuVZK4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D1Uk4yb6RodirlFYu0V8TGuVZK4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D1Uk4yb6RodirlFYu0V8TGuVZK4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm baaaaack!!! Did you all have an wonderful Christmas?Wow, it really has been a long time since I posted anything, huh? Well, I decided to get back to writing because poor Eddy would eventually run out of excuses for me.So, what's new? Let me see... I have been in a steady and happy relationship for almost two years (Yay, me!!!) with an amazing woman. She's got a big heart and she's super &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/FGWxwBb0yqw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2011/12/seasons-greetings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cFQX4-fip7ImA9WhRVGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-89991727765920217</id><published>2011-06-30T13:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:03:30.056-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-19T11:03:30.056-05:00</app:edited><title>On Hiatus</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/89991727765920217/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=89991727765920217" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/89991727765920217?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/89991727765920217?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/Rw6AmhNvGT0/on-hiatus.html" title="On Hiatus" /><author><name>Eddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CuWpTX6DbYA/Sc0tSiDbauI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RnsRhJSy2qY/S220/Eddy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-q5dasNpwg/Tgy31V9FGFI/AAAAAAAAA08/FtD8PlqHMtA/s72-c/be_back_sign.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9_id57Ewtbz4pucAZEQXJ5aJNew/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9_id57Ewtbz4pucAZEQXJ5aJNew/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9_id57Ewtbz4pucAZEQXJ5aJNew/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9_id57Ewtbz4pucAZEQXJ5aJNew/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Hey Everyone,As I'm sure you've all noticed, JB hasn't been here in months. She has plans to blog again, but I can't say when that will happen. She mentioned wanting to change things up, so we'll see.Anyway, I just wanted to let you guys know what's going on.Until next time...Eddy&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/Rw6AmhNvGT0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-hiatus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EBRXs6fSp7ImA9Wx9VEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-865834733570847876</id><published>2011-01-26T13:15:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:34:14.515-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-27T12:34:14.515-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Blueberry Bran Muffin Man</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/865834733570847876/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=865834733570847876" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/865834733570847876?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/865834733570847876?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/HoQ1gglWy9c/customer-of-week-blueberry-bran-muffin.html" title="Customer of the Week: Blueberry Bran Muffin Man" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CuWpTX6DbYA/TUBpoXqlNsI/AAAAAAAAAEk/17wE4qrPaec/s72-c/blueberry_bran_muffins.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MsxIShUOhyiHd6g5SiPp75TtLCg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MsxIShUOhyiHd6g5SiPp75TtLCg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MsxIShUOhyiHd6g5SiPp75TtLCg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MsxIShUOhyiHd6g5SiPp75TtLCg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This past Sunday I started out my morning at work alone. There were a couple of employees scheduled to come in around Noon, but for the first few hours I was on my own. It's kind of eerie being there all by myself at such an early hour. The store isn't actually open yet, so all you hear are the fans humming overhead.Anyway, there was plenty to do, so I started preparing what needed to go out. As &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/HoQ1gglWy9c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2011/01/customer-of-week-blueberry-bran-muffin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4DRX48fyp7ImA9WhRWFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-5710032279005368812</id><published>2011-01-18T11:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:39:34.077-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-04T09:39:34.077-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Pita Man</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/5710032279005368812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=5710032279005368812" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/5710032279005368812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/5710032279005368812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/BUVrq-WENG8/customer-of-week-pita-man.html" title="Customer of the Week: Pita Man" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TTYA3RRVL-I/AAAAAAAAA0k/CMQ0bGXf50c/s72-c/pita_bread.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/02ebL3uKE1azvcYpHo_Y_swgRCE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/02ebL3uKE1azvcYpHo_Y_swgRCE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/02ebL3uKE1azvcYpHo_Y_swgRCE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/02ebL3uKE1azvcYpHo_Y_swgRCE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There are mornings I get up hoping that the day will be uneventful... the kind of day where no one comes to my counter and asks me "Is this bakery?" -- as if the cakes, doughnuts, tarts and other pastries aren't a dead giveaway. Yes, I hope for simple, easy going days, but my customers are complicated. They can't just come in get what they want and leave. No, they have to drive me to the brink of&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/BUVrq-WENG8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2011/01/customer-of-week-pita-man.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYFQXo9cCp7ImA9Wx9XFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-4336429456676311557</id><published>2011-01-10T11:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:21:50.468-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-10T12:21:50.468-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>From Google To My Blog</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/4336429456676311557/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=4336429456676311557" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/4336429456676311557?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/4336429456676311557?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/pZL_5teBDY0/from-google-to-my-blog.html" title="From Google To My Blog" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TQJwJjJEspI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Rko8wC009Bw/s72-c/google_search.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D-WLKJnEeUlMuajU_A79VwmEcCM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D-WLKJnEeUlMuajU_A79VwmEcCM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D-WLKJnEeUlMuajU_A79VwmEcCM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D-WLKJnEeUlMuajU_A79VwmEcCM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Do you ever wonder what people are searching for when they come across your blog?Well, I had Eddy check on that for me, and I still can't believe what turned up. Seriously, people are searching for some really bizarre sh*t, and the fact that my blog turned up in the results is totally weirding me out.Anyway, below are some of the ways that people went from Google to my blog.** WHO eats MOCK &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/pZL_5teBDY0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-google-to-my-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UAQnkyeip7ImA9Wx9RGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-3801070664063012112</id><published>2010-12-20T12:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:20:43.792-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-20T13:20:43.792-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="employees" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Meat</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/3801070664063012112/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=3801070664063012112" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3801070664063012112?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3801070664063012112?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/VPX7id4Y7YY/meat.html" title="Meat" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TQZ-KXRpFiI/AAAAAAAAA0U/BMPpMVcVKgc/s72-c/hands_over_bladder.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/azBP9YZ9thHSaJLoXZH07hWWW5k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/azBP9YZ9thHSaJLoXZH07hWWW5k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/azBP9YZ9thHSaJLoXZH07hWWW5k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/azBP9YZ9thHSaJLoXZH07hWWW5k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;As most of you know, I don't just have crazy customers showing up at my counter on a daily basis, I also have crazy employees I have to deal with. Well, these people aren't all crazy, but they sure are special, and I obviously do not mean that in a good way. Anyway, what I am about to share with you is one of the more bizarre conversations that I've ever had with a couple of my employees. The &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/VPX7id4Y7YY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/12/meat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUCRXw5eSp7ImA9Wx9REUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-5306772974565013743</id><published>2010-12-12T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:31:04.221-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-12T14:31:04.221-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Strange Cake Messages... For Real</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/5306772974565013743/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=5306772974565013743" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/5306772974565013743?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/5306772974565013743?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/q5CVi4Xx7AU/strange-cake-messages-for-real.html" title="Strange Cake Messages... For Real" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TQENvaFbUEI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Ppoi08iPw-I/s72-c/strange_cake_message.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDM-jNjTpDTp4hLhSSzQ2fPFDq4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDM-jNjTpDTp4hLhSSzQ2fPFDq4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDM-jNjTpDTp4hLhSSzQ2fPFDq4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDM-jNjTpDTp4hLhSSzQ2fPFDq4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last month I told you guys about the old man who wanted me to write "Happy Berth-day 92 my wife" on a cake. I mentioned that his birthday message got me thinking about some other weird things people have asked me to write on cakes for them, and that I was going to make a list of strange cake messages for a future blog post. Well, I'd like to share some of those messages with all of you now. Most &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/q5CVi4Xx7AU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/12/strange-cake-messages-for-real.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAFQ3o4fip7ImA9Wx9SGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-7670789441299202919</id><published>2010-12-07T12:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T12:01:52.436-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-08T12:01:52.436-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="awards" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>Cherry On Top Award</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/7670789441299202919/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=7670789441299202919" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7670789441299202919?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7670789441299202919?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/wKGhO-87DXk/cherry-on-top-award.html" title="Cherry On Top Award" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TO_tdX6fhEI/AAAAAAAAAzk/gdNGN3043F0/s72-c/Cherry_On_Top_Award.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AMwmh8Ufm7K-9zvtdyLzTgWHMlg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AMwmh8Ufm7K-9zvtdyLzTgWHMlg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AMwmh8Ufm7K-9zvtdyLzTgWHMlg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AMwmh8Ufm7K-9zvtdyLzTgWHMlg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Guess who got the Cherry On Top Award?Me!!And it's pink! I love pink! lolThis award was given to me by Glen over at Glen's Life. He hasn't been reading my blog for very long, but I think he's hooked on my crazy work stories. :) He thinks they're "charming and amusing" (that's a direct quote, folks). Thanks, for thinking of me, Glen. You rock, mate!Like all other awards, this one comes with a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/wKGhO-87DXk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/12/cherry-on-top-award.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcARX06fCp7ImA9Wx9TEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-8296200451165428785</id><published>2010-11-17T11:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T13:04:04.314-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-17T13:04:04.314-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Old Man With Heavy Accent</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/8296200451165428785/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=8296200451165428785" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/8296200451165428785?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/8296200451165428785?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/U7eVB7JiNpE/customer-of-week-old-man-with-heavy.html" title="Customer of the Week: Old Man With Heavy Accent" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TN7u5KTTbyI/AAAAAAAAAy4/XBsGC4ovFbo/s72-c/angry_old_guy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Nu33g6HtAZzYIJ3D9ibvGlshqiI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Nu33g6HtAZzYIJ3D9ibvGlshqiI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Nu33g6HtAZzYIJ3D9ibvGlshqiI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Nu33g6HtAZzYIJ3D9ibvGlshqiI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Days at the bakery are pretty long, so when it's time to get the h*ll out, we all run for the door. The other day, however, I was taking my sweet time for no good reason at all, and I ended up serving this old man with a really heavy accent. Now, when I say old, I mean old. He literally looked like he was dragging his legs towards the bakery. As for the accent, I don't know what it was. German, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/U7eVB7JiNpE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/11/customer-of-week-old-man-with-heavy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQGR3g8fip7ImA9Wx5aFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-3745588182922770598</id><published>2010-11-11T11:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:35:26.676-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-11T11:35:26.676-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="awards" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>The Versatile Blogger Award</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/3745588182922770598/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=3745588182922770598" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3745588182922770598?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3745588182922770598?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/6ZIqIENjMIA/versatile-blogger-award.html" title="The Versatile Blogger Award" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TNQqrsd6fJI/AAAAAAAAAyM/EypMhaXG38s/s72-c/versatile-blogger-award.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wseCDa6AyuvCJfPBj3tcLfWE-V4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wseCDa6AyuvCJfPBj3tcLfWE-V4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wseCDa6AyuvCJfPBj3tcLfWE-V4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wseCDa6AyuvCJfPBj3tcLfWE-V4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm alive!!!!!Hey everyone, sorry I've been away for so long. I'm back today just long enough to post an award that has now come my way twice in the last couple of months -- The Versatile Blogger Award. This award was given to me by Avery and Staci. Thank you ladies so very much for thinking of me.Now, as a recipient of this award, I am supposed to post the badge on my blog, list 7 things about &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/6ZIqIENjMIA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/11/versatile-blogger-award.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMDRno_fip7ImA9Wx5QGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-2035940606710207203</id><published>2010-09-07T11:56:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:51:17.446-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-08T10:51:17.446-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="employees" /><title>Customer of the Week: Free Meat Lady</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/2035940606710207203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=2035940606710207203" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/2035940606710207203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/2035940606710207203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/1TyqX4zgUo8/customer-of-week-free-meat-lady.html" title="Customer of the Week: Free Meat Lady" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TIUW1MjCUuI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mJhjBQGMBYE/s72-c/sirloin.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SjOPaCOTVVav3-UvKAiLfXrc9ko/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SjOPaCOTVVav3-UvKAiLfXrc9ko/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SjOPaCOTVVav3-UvKAiLfXrc9ko/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SjOPaCOTVVav3-UvKAiLfXrc9ko/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Back in March of this year I wrote a post about grocery carts and mentioned that the meat department is located to the left of the bakery. This means that we can often overhear what goes on over there. Well, I shouldn't say often because 99% of the time it's like no one's there. Those guys take as many breaks as they can, and spend the rest of the time hiding out in the back with the meat. To get&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/1TyqX4zgUo8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/09/customer-of-week-free-meat-lady.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YDSXs_eip7ImA9Wx5REUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-6094114087296700893</id><published>2010-08-18T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:26:18.542-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-18T11:26:18.542-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Fake Tan Lady</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/6094114087296700893/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=6094114087296700893" title="35 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/6094114087296700893?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/6094114087296700893?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/H_ieKSjxves/customer-of-week-fake-tan-lady.html" title="Customer of the Week: Fake Tan Lady" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TB_V2SBtmfI/AAAAAAAAApc/9xUB0NW4ygs/s72-c/hpybdyjhn.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>35</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7IUN5R0g8FKKeg1iYuMI27xjmto/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7IUN5R0g8FKKeg1iYuMI27xjmto/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7IUN5R0g8FKKeg1iYuMI27xjmto/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7IUN5R0g8FKKeg1iYuMI27xjmto/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The other day I looked up from the desserts I was working on to see a reddish-orange looking woman making her way to the bakery. When she got to the counter it was clear that she went a little overboard with a self tanning product. Yikes!! If the fake tan wasn't bad enough, she had a young child with her who thought our display case made for a really great drum. The kid would not stop banging his&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/H_ieKSjxves" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/08/customer-of-week-fake-tan-lady.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQBQno7cCp7ImA9Wx5SFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-7020500243930552203</id><published>2010-08-08T13:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:19:13.408-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-12T11:19:13.408-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guest post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>Happy 2nd Blogoversary!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/7020500243930552203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=7020500243930552203" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7020500243930552203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7020500243930552203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/ajaEgBJO59s/happy-2nd-blogoversary_08.html" title="Happy 2nd Blogoversary!" /><author><name>Eddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CuWpTX6DbYA/Sc0tSiDbauI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RnsRhJSy2qY/S220/Eddy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TF7g9YV_YfI/AAAAAAAAAw0/e_obYYQsGrY/s72-c/2nd-blogoversary.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YhgIs100o1JJxweT01hu8bdmH5s/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YhgIs100o1JJxweT01hu8bdmH5s/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YhgIs100o1JJxweT01hu8bdmH5s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YhgIs100o1JJxweT01hu8bdmH5s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Happy Blogoversary, JB!Hey everyone, it's Eddy here. Today is JB's 2nd blogoversary, and I'm surprising her with a little blog makeover. She's been wanting to add pages to her blog since before Blogger was actually offering the option, and now she's got them! I've also made a few other changes that we talked about way back when, and I think things turned out pretty good.If you take a look around &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/ajaEgBJO59s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-2nd-blogoversary_08.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MAQnY6cCp7ImA9Wx5TEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-7143435382468801756</id><published>2010-07-27T11:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:44:03.818-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-27T11:44:03.818-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Touchy Tart Lady</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/7143435382468801756/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=7143435382468801756" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7143435382468801756?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/7143435382468801756?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/CrPc_jbT-yM/customer-of-week-touchy-tart-lady.html" title="Customer of the Week: Touchy Tart Lady" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TD3alkXFD3I/AAAAAAAAAq8/mf-cMGN7x5k/s72-c/mini+fruit+tart.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cA-kQe9WWAA3rcW3KjG0HYN8ZYs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cA-kQe9WWAA3rcW3KjG0HYN8ZYs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cA-kQe9WWAA3rcW3KjG0HYN8ZYs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cA-kQe9WWAA3rcW3KjG0HYN8ZYs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now that it's Summer, I've been making a lot more fruit desserts. I'm sure you've already read my post about strawberries. Anyway, early Sunday morning, I made around a hundred mini fruit tarts, and I was busy getting them into the display case when I was interrupted by a woman who thought that yelling was the best way to get my attention. As it turns out, she wanted to buy some tarts, but not &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/CrPc_jbT-yM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/07/customer-of-week-touchy-tart-lady.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcHR3kyeSp7ImA9WxFaFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-2308532354049294231</id><published>2010-07-20T11:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:33:56.791-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-20T11:33:56.791-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Fresh Bread Lady</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/2308532354049294231/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=2308532354049294231" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/2308532354049294231?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/2308532354049294231?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/TZ4K8F1UcR4/customer-of-week-fresh-bread-lady.html" title="Customer of the Week: Fresh Bread Lady" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TB_VfWpNAbI/AAAAAAAAApU/tmFXl3BOalA/s72-c/fresh+baguette.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g6ARe4uu4EYZuUKtFN6LHalRORA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g6ARe4uu4EYZuUKtFN6LHalRORA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g6ARe4uu4EYZuUKtFN6LHalRORA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g6ARe4uu4EYZuUKtFN6LHalRORA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm pretty sure I've told you guys before that we don't do any actual baking from scratch at our bakery. Everything that we put into the oven to bake comes premixed from our supplier. So, let's say we have to make blueberry muffins, for example. All we do is open up a pail of blueberry muffin mix, scoop the batter it into muffin tins, pop the tins into the oven, and 25 minutes later - voila - we &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/TZ4K8F1UcR4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/06/customer-of-week-fresh-bread-lady.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGR3o5fCp7ImA9WxFaEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-3548051319694375141</id><published>2010-07-13T11:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T12:12:06.424-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-13T12:12:06.424-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>No More Strawberries!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/3548051319694375141/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=3548051319694375141" title="19 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3548051319694375141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3548051319694375141?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/8N1cZnJjJZQ/no-more-strawberries.html" title="No More Strawberries!" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TDx_1mHEApI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ChAtPonQd50/s72-c/strawberries.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>19</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lYq24dYSoo4t4PDQtQRz8ticJ2k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lYq24dYSoo4t4PDQtQRz8ticJ2k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lYq24dYSoo4t4PDQtQRz8ticJ2k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lYq24dYSoo4t4PDQtQRz8ticJ2k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For the last two weeks, I have been up to my eyeballs in everything strawberry. Strawberry shortcakes, cheesecakes, and tortes. Strawberry pies, tarts, and flans. Strawberry parfait, mousse, and muffins. Chocolate dipped strawberries....I am so f-ing tired of strawberries!!!!!Sure, I know they're tasty, but you work with strawberries for two weeks straight and let me know how much you like them. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/8N1cZnJjJZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-more-strawberries.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEMQH09eip7ImA9WxFbEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-4392317416083869155</id><published>2010-07-04T12:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:31:21.362-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-04T13:31:21.362-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Dirty Old Dude</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/4392317416083869155/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=4392317416083869155" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/4392317416083869155?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/4392317416083869155?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/fcgmY0mDRCE/customer-of-week-dirty-old-dude.html" title="Customer of the Week: Dirty Old Dude" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TC4FVGKDRzI/AAAAAAAAAp0/CzQxW53VwKE/s72-c/Jack-Sly.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5zNwFwKEKVRvNtskW3dLpw5zgHU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5zNwFwKEKVRvNtskW3dLpw5zgHU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5zNwFwKEKVRvNtskW3dLpw5zgHU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5zNwFwKEKVRvNtskW3dLpw5zgHU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last week I told you about the guy who bought three cakes from us on Father's Day. He was a little slow, but he was a nice man. I'd be happy to serve him again. A man I'd rather not serve again is this dirty old dude who also came by that day. He's at least 65 years old, very rich, but very cheap. He's always looking for a deal, yet I never see him without his Bvlgari sunglasses. Morning, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/fcgmY0mDRCE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/07/customer-of-week-dirty-old-dude.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ASX8_fyp7ImA9WxFUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-6007399376376435060</id><published>2010-06-25T11:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:17:28.147-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-25T14:17:28.147-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Multiple Cake Guy</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/6007399376376435060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=6007399376376435060" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/6007399376376435060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/6007399376376435060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/YLu5WonajiY/customer-of-week-multiple-cake-guy.html" title="Customer of the Week: Multiple Cake Guy" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/TCThuISw9jI/AAAAAAAAAps/al-CGaQKxJY/s72-c/cake+display+case.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uE-9-7P4NS64Ptu0WDQfjgzJfTM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uE-9-7P4NS64Ptu0WDQfjgzJfTM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uE-9-7P4NS64Ptu0WDQfjgzJfTM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uE-9-7P4NS64Ptu0WDQfjgzJfTM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I started work last Sunday -- Father's Day -- at 5:30am. For three hours, I flat iced and decorated cakes. By the time we actually opened for business, my arm was killing me and I couldn't see straight anymore. I really needed a break, but I still had some cakes to finish up, so Drey (my co-worker) went to greet our first customer of the day.Drey: Hi, can I help you?MCG: I need a birthday cake?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/YLu5WonajiY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/06/customer-of-week-multiple-cake-guy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AERnczfSp7ImA9WxFUEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-3803439078520122849</id><published>2010-06-21T10:45:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:55:07.985-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-21T11:55:07.985-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="television" /><title>I Love My Sister, But Not This Much</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/3803439078520122849/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=3803439078520122849" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3803439078520122849?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/3803439078520122849?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/NJ1GvJ1lVRo/i-love-my-sister-but-not-this-much.html" title="I Love My Sister, But Not This Much" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hRUK-c6IW7Imy75sZw9QDacD5iI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hRUK-c6IW7Imy75sZw9QDacD5iI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hRUK-c6IW7Imy75sZw9QDacD5iI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hRUK-c6IW7Imy75sZw9QDacD5iI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When I got up this morning, I had a message from Eddy about something that she came across while reading through some entertainment news about what's happening on various TV shows. In the message was a link to check out a video. Well, I watched the clip and all I have to say is that I love my sister, but not this much.Clearly, Kourtney &amp;amp; Khloe Kardashian are really close, but that's just way too &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/NJ1GvJ1lVRo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-my-sister-but-not-this-much.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4ESXs7eyp7ImA9WxFSGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-8897311933085796689</id><published>2010-04-21T14:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T14:18:28.503-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-21T14:18:28.503-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guest post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><title>What the Gaga???</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/8897311933085796689/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=8897311933085796689" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/8897311933085796689?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/8897311933085796689?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/rC5pkS2cwV8/what-gaga.html" title="What the Gaga???" /><author><name>Eddy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CuWpTX6DbYA/Sc0tSiDbauI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RnsRhJSy2qY/S220/Eddy.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v-OAKzgZ7awqqaY-Q1S9IZVFEbA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v-OAKzgZ7awqqaY-Q1S9IZVFEbA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v-OAKzgZ7awqqaY-Q1S9IZVFEbA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v-OAKzgZ7awqqaY-Q1S9IZVFEbA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hey all, this is Eddy sitting in for JB once again. I know, no one cares, but whatever. I'm here to share Lady Gaga's "Telephone" video, featuring Beyoncé. Up until yesterday, I had only heard the song a bunch of times on the radio &amp;amp; had a totally different vision as to what the video might be like based on the lyrics. Talk about being way off base.Note: You'll want to make sure that there are no&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/rC5pkS2cwV8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-gaga.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UMQX8-fyp7ImA9WxFTGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727277304268032839.post-1112314035061078099</id><published>2010-04-09T12:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:21:20.157-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-09T19:21:20.157-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bakery" /><title>Customer of the Week: Half Cake Guy</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/feeds/1112314035061078099/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727277304268032839&amp;postID=1112314035061078099" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/1112314035061078099?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727277304268032839/posts/default/1112314035061078099?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~3/P30iY8_K5Rw/customer-of-week-half-cake-guy.html" title="Customer of the Week: Half Cake Guy" /><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13612909199803864081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S93K3DGd7MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0NCVcXjqRfY/S220/Black+Thoughts-JB.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wjn705QDVSw/S74WBdXyKnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/SU6M62UcyPE/s72-c/half+cheesecake.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T8BG5bQehtaIuoUsaZI2DHQ1DwY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T8BG5bQehtaIuoUsaZI2DHQ1DwY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T8BG5bQehtaIuoUsaZI2DHQ1DwY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T8BG5bQehtaIuoUsaZI2DHQ1DwY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last weekend, a bunch of us gathered at my mom's place for Easter dinner. We ate, had some wine, talked, laughed, ate some more. Yup, a great time was had by one &amp;amp; all. What wasn't so great, however, was having to deal with the two nutcases who showed up at my counter in the few days leading up to that lovely Sunday evening. For today's post, I'm going tell you about one of those two crazies, a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItsGonnaTakeMoreThanAHamburgerToMakeMeHappy/~4/P30iY8_K5Rw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blackthoughts-jb.blogspot.com/2010/04/customer-of-week-half-cake-guy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

