In Memory of Aaliyah… the Queen of Urban Pop

Yo wussup mi gente… Rico’s at it again… I’m about to give y’all some real talk so pay close attention to what I’m about to say. It’s been eight years now since one of music’s most beautiful angels was stolen from this world… that’s right I’m talking about the Queen of Urban Pop… the Pop Princess… my babygirl… say it with me Aa-li-y-ah!

Y’all know the story so I’m sure I don’t need to go into it… but I’m gonna ask you all to do somethin’ in memory of babygirl… whether you’re a DJ in the booth with ya headphones on… or ya chillin’ with the earbuds … if ya at the gym… at work… in the car… on the bus… in line at the supermarket… wherever ya at and ya iPod is bumpin music… if ya throwin’ a house party with the speakers bumpin… if ya havin a romantic dinner at home with the one ya love… I wanna hear Aaliyah on ya music players.

Now, to the fellas… I want y’all to tell your girl to put on her sexiest black dress and coolest shades (cuz Aaliyah loved wearin’ her shades) and I want ya to take her to the club… and all the ladies and the fellas… I want y’all to request Aaliyah all night long ! I want y’all to play her music so loud that Miss Aaliyah’s gonna hear it bumpin’ all the way up wherever she’s at! This one’s for you babygirl… we missin’ ya and love ya forever!

The Man, the Myth, the Mamasitas

So check it peeps, this is part 2 of Rico’s long weekend. After the UFC fight it was down to BJ Penn’s celebration party which was bumpin’, but Rico didn’t get no sleep and I got back in town with barely enough time to get myself ready for the Teen Choice Awards! As soon as I got there another fan pulled her Powershot Camera from her canvas camera case and just started snapping away. And you know me… I’m always willing to please my fans, so of course I modeled some with her. And I gotta admit, she looked cute in her mini dress, Tinkerbell heart necklace, customized G1 with butterfly case, crystal studded bluetooth and of course her I LOVE RICO sign.

Anyhow, after doing my civic duty I finally got into the awards. For those who missed it, Dane Cook hit a low blow (that they edited out) when he told Vanessa Hudgens “cell phones are for phone calls not naked pictures.” But back to the awards… of course Rico swept the awards… WHAT? You didn’t see it? Oh that’s right. They called me up so many times that my manager just told them to edit me out so we can use the footage to make my first full length movie: Rico Bolero, the Man, the Myth, the Mamasitas. Maybe Meadow wants to co-star?

Rico gets Hypnotized!

K pasa mi gente… wussup… I’m back ‘gain with the word on my super busy weekend (I know it’s been a cliff hanger for you all wonderin’ what I been up to.) Saturday I was in Phillie for UFC 101 which was awesome. Mostly because I don’t really care who wins, I just like to give the ladies somethin’ pretty to look at (my gorgeous unswollen fight free face) during the rounds. I’m generous that way.

The night started by me goin’ to the exclusive TapouT pre-fight party. And of course, the second I walked in the door this chica in a hot flowered dress started giving Rico the eye. I was flattered, don’t get me wrong, but you know, there’s only one of me to go around and I really don’t feel right neglecting all the other ladies just for one. So I flashed her my abs and gave her a personally signed autograph. There were tears in her eyes when I refused to hang, but a guy in my position can’t play favorites.

Moving on to the second half of the night, I headed out to my front row seat to find that my ticket connection had sandwiched me between two cuties. Which was fine, great, terrific, but hey like I said, I gotta remain unattached. So I tried to get rid of them with autographs but unfortunately… one was wearing a stainless steel cuff and wouldn’t take “no” for an answer. She flashed it at me reminding me she had the power to clock me if she wanted. Even worse, the other had a crystal moon pendant (that also happens to be a USB memory key) and hypnotized me! She got me to pose for a bunch of pics with her friend, all while she was clicking away with her little pink camera. So don’t believe ANYTHING you see or read about me in the next few days…

But the night got even weirder. What happened next was…

Oh, dang! My technician is here for my weekly four o’clock appointment to get my chest waxed.

To Be Contd…

Rico gets Worked

WOW! Remind me to NEVER bag on my boy EVER again… HE IS INSANE!!! Now, listen up, this is hard for Rico, but I’m about to admit somethin’ crazy… I’M IN PAIN! I hurt in places I didn’t even know existed…

So, here’s what happened. I been bustin’ my intern’s butt for the last few months. Well, I guess it was payback time. ‘Cause this mornin’ just outta the blue he asked me if I wanted to try his new training routine… he said it all nice like…

So I say sure and we go to the gym and I’m thinkin’ we’re just gonna do a few crunches, hang, have a smoothie at the juice bar… and soon I realize that his “new training routine” is really an invitation to train me to DEATH!

The first thing we did was a 30 minute “warm up” on the elliptical. My boy does not mess around… within ten minutes I was drenched and beggin’ for mi madre. I was doin’ all I could to not let the cutie in the Paris t-shirt next to me see that I was gettin WORKED YO! She was rockin’ the iPod Shuffle and them Swarovski Crystal headphones and I tell ya what ladies, y’all be lookin’ real good in them!

After the 30 minute “warm up” we “rested” while he set up some equipment for PHASE 2. First he pulled some portable speakers out of his bag then he hooked them up to his iPod and pumped up the jams. Rico thought it was party time! But not for poor Rico. My boy says “follow my lead” and he was all over the place with sit ups, push ups, dips, shakin’ hips, biceps, triceps, lunges… oyeme… I made it, but barely y’all…

So, Rico learned a lesson. I won’t be bustin’ my intern’s chops for quite some time… well at least until I can walk up the stairs without my leg muscles crying like a baby.

BTW for all of you that were wondering, we saw the Paris t-shirt girl on the way out… She was rockin’ this really cute dress and an off the hook handcuff bracelet. Even though I looked like a sweat bag, she couldn’t help give me the look. I just got that effect on women.