Rico Knows Feng Shui…

So first things first, let me address this thing between me & Aris… his irritation with me. Aris, you are so uptight lately! Please, do yourself a favor and invite Saige over for some nice relaxing meditation and lay off the hater-aid!

As a matter of fact, just so you know there’s no hard feelin’s for you overreactin’, I’m sendin you a bottle of Dom that I hope you’ll take as a peace offerin’… according to Freddie its one of the BEST!

So check it… back to what’s important… Rico’s been doin’ some soul searchin’ lately and so I myself had Saige come over and do her feng shui magic. I was totally open and accepting unlike some people (hint hint: ARISTOTLE!!!) so I just sat back and let her do her thang. I even let her put this Zen Garden Flower Holder on my hallway table. And you know what? She was right! The place was transformed! Girl’s got skills.

Anyhow, it was late when she got done so she just crashed in the spare room for the night. She had to leave early for one of her meditations, so I set my Flying Alarm Clock for her… it was the funniest thang watchin’ her chase after the propeller all around the room so she could get it to turn off! I almost heard HER go off… but she just stood still… closed her eyes… took a deep breath… and… don’t ask me how it happened… but the propeller flew right into her outstretched hands… spooky! Saige has powers yo… weird powers… I think I need to be hangin’ with her more often…

Po Boys Make Me Dance!

Whatup mi gente… Rico is about to talk about a samich…. and YES… I said SAMICH!!! Not sandwich… a sandwich is somethin’ ya mama made ya to take to school and I loves my mama but this aintcha mama’s sandwich… but one of Ms. Fredrica Delacroix’s famous, delightful and dare I say even SEXY roast beef po boy sammiches…

See… I’ve made a deal with Freddie… I’m givin’ her Salsa dancin’ lessons and in return she’ll make me a roast beef po boy anytime I want! Of course Rico doesn’t indulge in these babies every day, but even if I did, my amazing genetics would allow me to eat them and not gain an ounce of fat… can’t say the same for Freddie who really has to work at keeping slim. Saw her just yesterday fly by with her Puma shoes and dove shirt… she was hardcore runnin’ off the guilt with the red earbuds and iPod in the Nike iPod Arm Band.

And seems she’s starting to do that a lot, run off that guilt that is. See, I hear tell that Aristotle bought her a membership to the Cheesecake of the Month Club. Now, I’m no detective or nothin’, but this is weird. Aris buying her thoughtful gifts and then Freddie askin’ for Salsa lessons instead of payment for her sammiches which is really weird because I just got done givin Aris Salsa dancin’ lessons too… I wonder… nah.