Banana and Pinata...what does it mean?

well first of all you have to realize that charlie is not a trash can from the city bank. He is actually a newspaper man from Tennessee on aluminum narcotics. one might think that cellophane oxen livers or kidneys would be the obvious choice, but recent studies on African mole weasels have revealed through careful observation of their disposition to porkchops, that the best choice is not oxen but z3b3narm livers. we all know what they are, so i won't go into greater detail about that, but there is sound reasoning for my choice. another factor you have to understand tis that leprachauns residing in a red teacup in Mr. Mcgreggor's yard, will stab your pharynx if you try to steal their stepmothers away from their spaghetti fried sushi pants. A very common misconception made.

I hope my introduction was enough to prepare you for the actual meaning of banana and pinata. I am what you call a pinata. i am made of paper mache and am filled with an assortment of treats. i am however not Mexican in origin, if that is indeed where pinata's originate. i was actually born in the poppy field of Rangthoria. My mother was partly a chicken and my father was a tree. Trust me, it is a very common situation there. One day however, a teakettle made of feathers and milk, fell from the sky and hit my fried oyster skin covered ladder(i was fixing a star in the sky that had moved away due to differing political opinions) and i fell to the ground, HARD. and when i woke up i was here in the arms of another creature. this creature had a head, a torso, walked upright, two arms, two legs, two hand appendages, and stuff that came out of the head. i then came to realize that i too had been transformed into, what i know now, a human.

Osaka's Equals Heavenly Treats From the Japanese

Recently, my taste buds were introduced to an assortment of flavors that i did not dream were possible. I have had sushi before, but THIS was like nothing i had ever experienced. every bite was all five flavors in order, if there is such a thing. Sweet, Salty, Bitter, Sour, and Spicy. the first thought that comes to mind is that a mixture of all those senses would be disgusting, which is what makes this place so much better than the norm.

I am talking about Osaka's. It is a small quaint little place near Outback Steakhouse in Columbus, GA. At first glace you might think that you are not going to get what you pay for. It seats probably 30 and is very close quarters. The menu is very helpful and the prices for specialty rolls are amazing in comparison. They offer sushimi, sushi, hand rolls, and your usual everyday Chinese food. I haven't tried it yet, but I don't see the need to. Their sushi alone was awesome and i am saving my money to go back again. Literally, I have never found a better place to eat. I also can't stop talking about it.

NOTHING

So here is my first blog for this class, it doesn't have much content. but that is all the assignment requires. so here i am typing something about nothing, however nothing is actually something if you really analyze it. It is like the illogical phrase "i am a liar". You can have something, but you can't have nothing. however, in order for you to not have something you must have nothing. which if you think about it is indeed something. You can really define this problem because of of human definition. the very definition of the word is what causes the confusion. something has to have presence. but if nothing truly was nothing, you couldn't use it in a sentence with a noun. you would just have to leave that noun blank. But then confusion would occur to those reading it or hearing it. indeed this discussion will go on forever in my mind and will make sense to me, even if it doesn't to someone else. After all I only know what i know.