Why 'Rita' you ask?

To answer Can's confusion, on my recent trip to visit Chelsea, I took the train and met some wierdies. One wierdie in particular made me a little nervous about putting any of my real info on the internet, I don't want him to find me see...
Short version: I'm all cozy next to a window with all my magazines and journal when this dorky looking, shy boy with glasses politely asks if he can sit by me (the train was almost full...what could I do). I said "oh, of course." Ear phones back in, pen back to writing. After a few minutes he taps on my page and asks "What's that?" Are you fricking kidding me? It's my journal you idiot. I answered with a loud "ha! uh-it's my journal.." He was very appologetic and since I could tell my obvious 'I don't want to chat' cues (headphones, writing, looking the opposite direction, etc..) were of no affect, I caved and let this moron talk my ear off until Hanford. He starts by telling me he's from southern California, he has been doing construction with his uncle for 2 years way up north and is on his way home to see his family for the first time. Goes on and on about how he wants to be a rapper, hes afraid of flying, hence the 12 hour bus/train ride along the state and thinks he might have a kid. About an hour of this and no questions in my direction, mind you, he gets very quiet and tells me how nice I am and that he's been lying to me for the last hour. Says, "I'm going to show you something and if you want me to change seats, I understand.." He pulls an envelope out of his sock and hands me his prison ID with a parole number and his mug shot. WOW! you were in jail!? Oh my gosh I'm so impressed! Oh, you must be in one of those 'gangs' I've heard about! I took if from him and shrugged, with the calmest voice I could muster, to insure I was not surprised or scared or whatever in the hell he thought I was going to be, "Oh, you were in jail?" "Prison, not jail" Like he's something special!! What a baffoon! I gave it back to him and asked why he was there. Serrano Homie goes on with the most anti-climactic stories from here on out. The most interesting part was that he had been shot. Big woop. He robbed some 7-11's. He talked to me like I was born yesterday. Finally my stop came and I couldn't gather my things fast enough, I wasn't scared of him at all, I just was so sick of listening to him!! I was trying to be nice to what I thought was an awkward, lone traveler. I was tricked. Sometimes it's good to be a biotch to strangers, especially men, I usually am, but I was trying to be kind. Wrong answer this time.

I googled his name and found this:
http://www.criminaldefenseduilawyer.com/robbery/three-teens-arrested-in-7-eleven-armed-robberies/