Everybody Else is Doing it, Why Can't I?

I watch the world flocking to original content written by a bunch of half-wit perfect f'ing nobodys: suddenly everbody's an expert.

Then there's me with my genius brain (of which I'm still only using half). I figured I better start getting in on the action and what might be a veritable goldmine of intellectual property.

I've been thinking about what makes for interesting blogging that will draw advertisers so I can quit my day job. I'm on at least 5 different industry blogs, none of which are all that engaging, but none of them are about food, sex or alcohol, so maybe that's why.

Being that those items mentioned above are the three tracks that occupy my brain, I'll add media to the mix and serve. We'll start with food:

I work in mid-town, a mecca of tourists and business people alike. I like to buy my lunch, but I don't like spending a lot for this particular meal (who does?). I once had an idea to make a $5 Faves list of all the places around my office you could get a good lunch for $5. There were two places that made the list.

Without spending $20 a day, I find myself constantly exposed to the same lunch options day in and day out. Let's review:

Salad bars - 10 dollars for 5 ingredients I can buy at home (but don't) or the open buffet, onto which someone once sprayed a bottle of urine and feces. It was on the news.

Paninis - I can only eat so many hormone stuffed chickens a week

Chipotle - so I can stand in a line for 40 of my 60 minutes

Street Meat- Not to be trusted

Pizza - I wish I could quit you

Here's a million dollar idea for anyone that can follow through with it: Have you noticed that there are NO Mongolian BBQ restaurants in the city? I just did a Google map based search for one from my office. The closest one is in Saddle Brook, NJ! WTF? I mean I love the stuff, but not enough to leave the island for it (and I'm not one of those people that have Gilligan's Syndrome and think that dating someone from Brooklyn is a long distance relationship).

Needless to say, I've been desperately trying to bring my lunch.