tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-224273712008-05-16T10:28:50.551-04:00U N L O A D E DRicardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comBlogger355125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-42265113900977719182008-05-13T23:32:00.005-04:002008-05-14T23:56:03.796-04:00Part IV: Giving the Gift of Boob Previously on U N L O A D E D....... An online community that helps women get the gift......the gift of boob. Videos of women performing topless splits, jumping jacks and the YMCA dance to the song of the same name by Village People. Mothers, young ladies and mature ones all out to make their boob dreams a reality. The promise of an interview by a woman that's obtained the precious gift of Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-41462436957932212322008-05-09T00:48:00.005-04:002008-05-09T02:52:45.550-04:00Part III: Giving the Gift of Boob Previously on U N L O A D E D...... Your blogger infiltrated a website that raised money for women to get the gift....the gift of boob. We explored how the system of "boob banks" and message credits. All of which bring money to the women in need. We've touched on some of the...."incentives" women would provide for your donation. While our last installment focused on the racier side of this Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-68438068683407856282008-05-02T18:15:00.009-04:002008-05-03T18:11:23.147-04:00Part II: Giving the Gift of Boob Previously on U N L O A D E D: The magic of boobs. A online community specializing in the subject. The chance to make a lovely woman's dreams come true. Yes, I've been a little late with posting my update. But your lovable blogger has been a busy boy and, perhaps, a bit of a naughty one as well. Through the mischief, there is but one thing that keeps me going and it's NOT knockers.....it'sRicardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-1755857707262454502008-04-26T20:58:00.011-04:002008-05-03T18:04:38.515-04:00Giving the Gift of Boob Breasts..... The source of nourishment for a newborn child. A key component to todays standards of beauty whether some consider it fair or not. A source of confidence or insecurity to many women around the world depending on size, shape and suppleness. The very thing that will make many a man forget what he's talking about in mid sentence should just the right amount of cleavage be exposed. Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-65008658872607313942008-04-23T18:13:00.007-04:002008-04-24T02:00:44.612-04:00Today was.... An absolutely beautiful day which took out my motivation to get anything done. Why, even the fair city of Stamford (where I work and never play) looks a bit more luminous. Thanks to whoever took this picture. I see this place differently now. The air is a bit more crisp. The sun feels just right on the skin. The breeze is gentle, just enough to make you feel alive. There will be more days Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-19472007325609535582008-04-21T02:15:00.007-04:002008-04-21T03:47:45.673-04:00Passover and Out To all my fellow Jews out there, I hope you had a great Passover. To those of you who are not, try to finagle your way into a Seder sometime as it's a great excuse to stuff your face and bang down lots of wine. I went to 2 gatherings this weekend and I had a great time at each of them. The first family who hosted yours truly are from my synagogue and were some of the first friends I made Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-46214988407466856242008-04-17T17:23:00.002-04:002008-04-17T18:30:11.328-04:00Just So You All Know.... ....I've been extremely depressed since March for a number of things, really. My mind is restless and within me there is a frustrated and bitter monster clawing to get out. This monster has a story to tell and until I relent to it's power, I fear I will remain sullen, stagnant mess. Yes, BITCHES, it's that time!! It's time to write another screenplay!!!! And to brush up on older ones I've Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-68477339025591341402008-04-14T13:44:00.009-04:002008-04-14T23:08:54.328-04:00The Drive It's a long gruelling road that stretches before me every morning and night. The destination is always the same but the story of getting there is different each day. I wonder if it's all worth it. Paying the bills, keeping a roof over my head..yeah...I guess I have to make this trip over and over before something gives. If I can't be happy about this daily drive, I might as will use it to Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-36933535182135920802008-04-09T00:22:00.012-04:002008-04-10T18:09:33.829-04:00Are Women More Combative than Men? Not that long ago I heard a quick news blurb over the radio that said physical altercations between girls and women were on the rise. They attributed this to a more competitive atmosphere but didn't elaborate except to mention sports and career demands. I take it the sports were pertaining to the young ladies still in school and careers to women out of it. Or is it the other way around? No Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-32881012604229627242008-04-07T20:22:00.003-04:002008-04-07T20:27:37.317-04:00Please stand by....Ladies and gentleman, I regret to inform you all that my internet connection at home is down for the count and I'm hoping things get back up and running soon. In the meantime please welcome a musical guest who is so cute, she's hot. The one, the only.... April March. (Applause) Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-53493333783145635372008-04-02T22:43:00.006-04:002008-04-03T00:33:57.304-04:00The Beauty of Long Red Hair Rita Hayworth, Tori Amos, Nicole Kidman, Wilma from the Flintstones, Kirsten Dunst, train wreck Lindsay Lohan and yes, even Marilyn Monroe have (or had) one thing in common; beautiful, natural red hair. OK, I take back Wilma from the Flinstones because she wasn't a real person and she wasn't hot as far as animated characters go in my opinion. I'd have to give that honor to Jessica Rabbit. Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-44025323182914785342008-03-30T15:03:00.004-04:002008-03-30T15:17:16.187-04:00Good Times in The Big Apple I took a swing down to NYC the on Saturday to meet up with fellow blogger Maritza from Jump in the Ocean and her friend and loyal reader of this blog Saadia.  Good times were had by all and Chinatown is really like stepping into another world.  As for Little Italy, it's pretty much been reduced to a single block.  Maybe two.  Where art thou, O great spirit of Italy? Come back to the Big Apple.Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-74882481579028938672008-03-26T22:41:00.015-04:002008-03-27T09:09:51.614-04:00Purim! Last week I had the chance to celebrate the Jewish festival known a Purim. This is a very loud and happy time that unfolds in synagogues around the world. The best thing about this day is not the fact that you can dress up in costumes (I did not) or the fact that you can get very loud, rather the true joy is that you COMMANDED to drink heavily! I love this. But before any of that could happen Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-9225629738207717802008-03-25T01:14:00.003-04:002008-03-25T01:34:44.879-04:00Meh.....There was no birthday bash, everyone was sick so they couldn't go out.  Not happy about it.  Feel like crap. BLAH!   Coming up next...... The beauty of long red hair. And..... The festival of Purim. My head still hurts from the noise. Also.... Are women more combative than men? I'm no "expert" but I'll tell you what I see.Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-11946685284750221592008-03-22T03:21:00.005-04:002008-03-22T03:47:38.479-04:00Yep, It's my Birthday So....um....it's my birthday today and...um....happy birthday to me. Yeah, that's the ticket. I think I may celebrate it....I mean....I hope so. It all depends if people are willing to go out. You know, have fun....celebrate. That kind of stuff. Any single ladies out there want to join me for a birthday drink? A schmooze? Nightcap? Walk in the park? Jump out of a cake? (sound of Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-43582640844917016882008-03-18T01:33:00.006-04:002008-03-18T19:19:36.488-04:00Barfly No, I'm not talking about the 1987 film with Mickey Rourke and Faye Dunaway, I'm talking about my experiences at the bar and the things I observed. Look around and look closely and you can see a lot in a bar. So many little dramas unfolding right before your very eyes. I was getting a little stir crazy sitting at home. No one wanted to go out. The reasons given were weak at best but no matter, Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-6359789419080883032008-03-16T13:54:00.003-04:002008-03-16T14:15:30.280-04:00Return Stop the fucking clock!! I'm ready........now! The skies are gray, threatening rain. It's cool outside but the hint of spring is gently pushing it's way into the air. I'm sitting in front of my computer....on the screen....a blank slate for my thoughts. Sometimes my mind drifts off to far away places only to return here, to the blank screen. To the blog. Where everything is both real Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-11945232769681491982008-02-23T19:45:00.001-05:002008-02-23T19:45:45.924-05:00Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-89530186498492685182008-02-16T13:44:00.012-05:002008-02-16T21:44:49.655-05:00Another Round in the BooksWell, those of you who have read this blog for a long time know that it's time for my hiatus. For now we're at the end of the line for this season. Those of you that are new to this blog and enjoy it, fear not. I shall return as I always do. I have a very exciting NEW season of U N L O A D E D coming up for you. In fact, I may be doing some reporting from the Tribeca Film Festival in New Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-74344797793017795012008-02-10T21:37:00.000-05:002008-02-11T18:42:48.942-05:00Matchmaker, Matchmaker: The Yentas are After Me. With Valentines day just around the corner, I suppose it was only a matter of time before some in my local synagogue decided to take it upon themselves to find me a "nice Jewish girl" or at least try to. I suppose there are some benefits to this like not being served pork chops when it's time to meet her parents for a nice dinner or not being cajoled into celebrating Christmas and belting out Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-67650369484321272082008-02-06T22:23:00.003-05:002008-03-07T19:21:08.617-05:00Don't Breathe the Advair "Long-acting beta2-adrenergic agonists, such as salmeterol, one of the active ingredients in ADVAIR DISKUS, may increase the risk of asthma-related death." I didn't make that up, that's what's actually in the fine print on a piece of paper that comes in every box of Advair. Your doctor won't tell you about it because he or she has a million samples of these things (called the Advair Diskus dueRicardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-54851875830763614492008-02-03T01:13:00.000-05:002008-02-03T15:04:16.809-05:00Part II: Oh it's True, Enterprise Rent a Car is Evil My credit card is being held hostage by Enterprise Rent a car. I signed a waiver stating I was not responsible for the car. I then get a call about that so called "waiver." My mobile rings.... Me: Hello? Enterprise Rep: Hello, could I speak to Ricardo please? Me: Speaking. Enterprise Rep: This is Enterprise Rent a Car calling. Is everything OK with the car? Me: It is, yes. Thanks. Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-89099135470613490922008-01-30T22:00:00.000-05:002008-01-31T00:06:56.246-05:00Oh it's True, Enterpise Rent a Car is EVIL!!!! Sooner or later, whether it's a vacation or out of some other necessity, we'll have to rent a car. You've got places like Hertz, Alamo, Rent A Wreck an so on all offering a variety of cars to suit your needs for a decent rate. As some of you know, my car was rear ended by a minivan in early December and after tangling with the the woman's insurer known as Chubb, I was finally able to get them Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-68717057906619852852008-01-27T15:43:00.000-05:002008-01-27T20:43:33.082-05:00Long Live Rambo! Before I move onto my other topics as planned, I have a minor diversion that I'd like to go on here regarding over the top action films; I went out and caught a matinée of Rambo. Perhaps it was the inner 12 year old in me who enjoys watching bullets fly, fire scorch and explosion demolish armored vehicles and huts. Perhaps it was my morbid curiosity over just how on earth Stallone convinced Ricardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22427371.post-65739238701027716562008-01-23T15:25:00.000-05:002008-01-24T01:12:55.914-05:00Part IV: Why Men are "Men" Sometimes we need to take off the armor. It gets heavy, burdensome, stifling. We men want to strip it off and collapse from exhaustion into the arms of the right woman. It's been so long, carrying it all inside. Here she is, right in front of me or you...ready to accept all of us. It's not that you want to tell her that you cry after reruns of Little House on the Prairie or that your scaredRicardohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01393234934008656683noreply@blogger.com