So, there you have Rico’s Top 12 Christmas Wishlist Must Haves! I believe that everybody deserves to have a speaker dock for their iPod, so I’m sending everybody I know one that reminds me of them… I specifically hand picked this one for Tiger Woods… any guess why?
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.
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!
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.
Ok ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages… mi gente… I’ve got somethin’ I gotta get off my chest before I go any further… IT IS NOT OK… the way people have just forgiven and forgotten what Chris Brown did. The only thing worse than what he did was that people just seem to have moved on… well, Rico hasn’t. I was the first to say it was NOT cool… as soon as I heard about it, I was on my G1 phone tellin’ my agent to cancel the song I was plannin’ on doin’ with Brown… Rico will take a stand, even if nobody else in Hollywood or the music business will…
Enough of that for now… has Rico told you he’s a Dodger fan? That’s right… Rico be lovin’ his Dodgers. If I’m not at the game then I’m watchin’ them on my flat screen or on my MacBook and if none of that is possible then I def got it playin’ on my iPod.
Rico got invited to sing the National Anthem at the game the other day and I brought Aris and Kip to the game with me… I invited Takahatchi (TY), but I guess it’s not his thang. It was a great game and I love how many ladies love the Dodgers too. After the game I was chillin’ with Manny… yup, Rico got it like that… and we were talkin bout this and that and the other… I got mad respect for Manny, he’s a businessman and a smart one at that! Hopefully I can get him in one of my music videos soon… BTW: I’m workin on another song for my album… its called “DISmiss Chris” and I hear rumor that Jay Z will be layin’ down some flow to go with it…
So ladies, did you know Rico is half Native American? Yup… that’s right, I’m from the Luvagirl tribe… they call me Chief Ohnohedidnt… And I’m gonna use my Native American oneness with nature to win this little contest with Aris… So Mr. Aris… bring out the best GPS you can find, but at the end of the day it’s gonna be SOS for the A-R-I-S! I’ve made a recording of my ladies cheering for me and I’ll be having that playing 24-7 on my iPod to lead me to victory. I even strapped my computer camera to my head and connected it to my laptop so that the ladies can see what Rico sees… and you know what Rico’s going to see at the end? Aris tired and beaten as he realizes he lost AGAIN!
I want you turn down that thumpin’ drum beat. I know you wanna hear my tunes bangin’ 24/7 but today we’re gonna slow it up and get serious. Why? Because, Rico, seven time Grammy Award winning musician, light of every lady’s life, legend in my own time, gift to the world, walking, breathing, living fantasy got something to say! Hola!
Word!
So hear me. You hear me? Cool. See, I’m a feeling artiste and I want you to know how good it feels to be sitting right here, getting my feelings out as the Viva Swag celebrity spokesperson in the area of my expertise, electronics for chicks otherwise known as Girly Gadgets. I feel what I have to say about my feelings about girly gadgets is so... feeling. You feel me? Oye me?
Good ‘cause today what I’m feeling has to do with a certain MP3 very close to my corazon (heart), the APPLE ITOUCH. I touch the ITOUCH and it brings me to tears. That's right, baby. Tears. It’s so good, so fine, so feeling. It’s almost as perfect as me. Almost. And that’s what I’m talking about. You, me, a blog, and my feelings about Viva Swag Girly Gadgets. You catch my feeling? Aight! Oye como va, you rock!
Rico is a seven time Grammy Award winning musician who was discovered at the age of eight when he played the sacrificial sheep in Her Lady of Divine Inspiration's Christmas Pageant. Soon after, he became an original member of the Latino Posole group but broke it off at twelve when his star power eclipsed the rest of the band. By thirteen he had pretty much conquered the world with a unique mix of traditional Latino Love ballads and bad ass punk along with incredibly good looks, stellar personality and unwavering genius. (Rico Bolero is a pseudonym owned by vivaswag.com)
