Spelling Error-

Got bored and drew on my friend Brianna's leg. She was using her leg as a napkin to wipe off white paint from her finger from this canvas she is working on. Bad thing is, I spelt her name wrong. So enjoi Brina hahaha

Publishing Photos-

My homie Scr.01 used one of my live photos of him in his upcoming interviews in this month's issue of In Weekly. You can check his updates and upcoming events on his blog at the link below www.aestheticrekon.blogspot.com

PoonStock Fest 2010-

PoonStock Fest as pretty much consisted of non-stop partying, cleaning up the house, pepsi and non stop soda! Pizza, scavenging for the food Dan doesn't have in his house. Making random creations out of the little food we do find. Ke$ha always on the radio. Late night Beto runs. Non stop band practice, even at 3 A.M. in the morning. Kicking it with Cait Hate and Michelle. Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2, and screaming at Left 4 Dead. Best week of 2010 so far. I'm going to eat out of the biggest cereal bowl ever. Day 4: Corbin is way past gone with no pants on screaming. Highlight of the night, Corbin walking around butt naked with a leaf covering his junk saying he is from the bible. I'll update later. Day 7 was a success and Chantel's halfway to 21 birthday party and it was massive! Probably the biggest party we've had yet and we are all really starting to get drained.

2010-

It's already a new year and my mind is already occupied. I have a feeling this year is going to go by too quick.

X-

I remember the time and place when this meant something to you. I remember when the kids I looked up too; gave me something to live for. Your time was up, and you broke hard. I remember when you used to walk for yourself. I now remember the walk you've molded to. The walk to to fit in. I'm still here, and my time isn't up.

Living on the edge-

We all know someone in our lives that talk about doing something in their life. Whether it be backpacking in Europe, spending Valentines in Paris, going to ask out so and so, start their own business or do the things they love in life. This person could be you. It's talked about so much, but none of it ever gets done. If there is anything you would love to do in your life. Do it! Live on the edge for awhile. We only live once. I'd rather be old and talking about the experiences I had, than talking about the things I should have done. Stop talking about it, and just do it (Photo Rights to Swampy)

Viginia Pizza-

How many people do you have in your life that will do anything for you? Probably a few right? But do you have a friend who will buy you and your boys a pizza when she is Virginia. All she says is "I want to get it because I knew if I was back home I would be with you guys enjoying this pizza." 26 Inch pizza from Big Daddy's Pizza with a liter of Pepsi= $30.65. Tipping the pizza man= $5.00. Eating a pizza that was purchased from Virginia while watching Black Snake Moan with your boys= PRICELESS. It's nights like these we will always remember. Thank you Nikki Fowler, you're one of the best friends any of us could ask for.

Summer Relief-

All I want to do is relive those Summer days...

Colored Panels-

We all know the memorable story of The Little Engine Who Could it brings us all back to being a little kid and saying "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can." How come it's these colored pannels that make it so hard for me to focus on the road while driving. How come these colored pannels have my face pressed up against the glass like a child looking into a candy store. I don't know what keeps me close to them more. The fact that every boxcar has a story behind it, or the fact that it has seen more of this country than I have. The motion of them is a powerful thing. There's nothing more romantic.

-Roll of the dice

Life is like a game of Monopoly. We get to choose who we be and who goes first. We go around searching for the things we want, and the things to avoid. We have the option of buying property and putting houses on it. We all fear about going to Jail, and losing our property. We try to trade values of ours to get the things we really want. We get rewards and we sometimes have to take chances. We have to pay bills and expenses of the city. We all go for one thing and that's "Free Parking." In the end...we all want to win. There's something we have to face and accept. The things we can't control; such as the roll of the dice. You can try your best to alter your shake, or give it a kiss for good luck. But in the end, it's fate. You can't blame others for the mistakes or what has happened in the past. All you can do is focus on yourself; on your game plan. If you don't win or have the most property, you have to have a good outlook on it all. See the good things you did, out weigh the negative with positive. You need to find something in this game of life to live for. Even if it's getting all of the Railroads, or avoiding jail. Always have good sportsmanship. What I'm trying to relate is that if we have nothing to live for. Than why bother living? If we don't have a good attitude towards life, we are just going to keep digger ourselves deeper. We need to focus on ourselves and find out what we want. We aren't playing for anyone else. We're not trying to win for anybody but ourselves. From the first roll, to the last. We are in this for ourselves. Our values might be taken away, possibly lose a turn, owe money to someone and even sit in Jail for awhile. But we need to accept the things we can't control. We can't live in the past. We must live in the present, and do everything we can to alter the future.

-Kings & Queens

Every piece follows a set of rules. Every piece has limited moves it can make. Every piece has a job to protect their King. There is one piece who has less rules and more limits. A piece that can't move like a Knight, but moves how she pleases. A piece that is feared among the opposing player. She is quitely tucked back next to her King. Test her will, she will take you out. There's the one in my life who will always stand to my right. She will always protect me and herself. She will do whatever she needs to keep me out of check. When it comes down to it. I'm not scared of losing. She's the one who has me in check-mate.

-Chance All

We all go through life wishing we could take back things that we have said, done, or even the ones we didn't have the nerve to say or courage to act on. Half the time we don't act upon these actions is cause our fear of embarrassment. You can be the most successful human being in the world. The happiest: the smartest, the richest, the healthiest. But even when you approach a door and go to pull the handle back, and it doesn't open because it says "Push". Even you feel like a failure cause your the one being laughed out. Life's biggest joke on us all is embarrassment. It puts all back in our places.

-National Edge Day

Was a pretty sad day in my opinion. This is the 10th year celebrated. Happy Egde Day! She's a song unsung, she's the wild orchid in your ugly swamp =[

-Passion: Love/Hate

I found my passion in life. I was lucky enough to find it at a young age. It's something I live. It's with me, where ever I go. It's my passion...but passion is more than love. It's hatred! If it wasn't for this, maybe I would take life a little more seriously. I wouldn't sit in a car for 12 hours, just so I can sing-a-long to my favorite song. Or climb up to the top of a mound of people, like it was a game of King of the Hill. Even dive off a stage into a pool of sweaty human flesh. I could take the time I use to travel to keep building the relationships I had and have.I could save the money to buy a fancy education, that my teachers so kindly have told me that I need to be both: happy and successful. I wouldn't have hatred and enemies in my life if it wasn't for this. I might even have a nice and steady job. This is something I hate. It's something I love. This isn't a love/hate relationship. It's passion... And what is passion without hate? "What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person." -John Boorman Everybody needs a passion to live for. Someone, somewhere has something they live for! They will die for it. Everybody lives to die, why not die to live? Find something that will never die. Memories my friend, are forever. "Where you pleasure is, there is your treasure, where your treasure, there your heart: where your heart, there's your happiness." -St. Augustine

D.T.E Realization

"I'm gonna go out on a limb. In the fact that I purely know you off small conversation. But I'm way big on feeding off energy and what peoples eyes say. And if that girl is gonna be an idiot and have those insecurities when your eyes are fucking retardedly in to her then I should sock her in the mouth and tell her to stop it. It's clear...you were true. I don't know, I'm just sayin... people just need to open their eyes some days. But hey maybe its all for the best. But I can see it and I don't even know shit. And pictures... can't lie. When you grow up you stop looking, you just see." Those words are from a girl I met in Denver on my trip, late September. We talked for about an half hour and she got all of that from us talking about relationships and later looking at photographs of my ex and I. Come to find out, she is one of the most down to earth people I've met. She does a lot more than just listen to what you have to say. She reads into your words and takes them in. If you can't get that from just reading, you have problems my friend. The girl in the photograph, is this girl Sara. She inspires me in a different. She is a normal human being like myself. Yet her writing is not human. It reaches so many levels in such a short period of time. She's not a house hold name. But she defiantly deserves a place up on that shelf. What do these two people that have never met, have to do with me? They interest me. They makes me want to better myself. They let me know, that there are still Down To Earth people out there. This is just Realization!

-Hollywood

So here's a story about a city with a secret. Everyone here is the life of the party and everyone who's anyone is every one's biggest fan. If they've got what you need. Everyone whispers and sends out a secret nod. The congregation's in 5 minutes "Meet me in the bathroom." Or maybe tonight the lines will get drawn right in front of you. The life you live is a life of stupidity. Like those on pages of a Hollywood magazine. See the stars in your eyes and the glamor you'll never see because you live on your knees. Money burns like your nose, you comfort yourself and stay in the smoke screen. You've found true love inside an empty scene. You live in a bad dream. She's just searching for acceptance, and he's afraid, but still puts himself out there. They all came in search of a good time. Approaching the night with closed eyes. Pull the shades down, to hide the beautiful person you are on the inside. Your photocopied reflection: distorting your actual size. You live in a bad dream. -Everyone has a favorite song, usually I have a top five. But this one takes the cake

-Down and Personnal

I've watched the world end from rooftops that house the cities birds. I've seen beauty in the darkest alleyways. I've witnessed a kind of death that doesn't stop the heart, or release the soul from it's anchored down ship. It's a death you feel inside. It's only when you've lost all hope within yourself. I've watched strangers fall in love with simply a smile. I've met humanity in a place that's forgotten. I have dealt out depression, and disappointment all by myself. I know low life pieces of shit human beings, that are the most loyal and dedicated friends. I am human being. I may not have a fancy education that's going to help my career and take me to the top of some big fancy office. But I've lived experiences your college degree can't buy. I've met people you can only read about in books. At 18 years in life. I have met the one who got away. I've still got the creativity and imagination of a child who wants to be a fireman when he grows up. I write the things strangers, my friends and family can relate too. I've felt the love and warmth of being home, over 1,000 miles away from my bed. I live life through photographs and words. Neither of these things can ever lie. Only passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things. -Denis Diderot

Where the Heart is

Born and raised; but far from dead and buried. A place where childhood friends and longterm memories were made. Somewhere I love to come back home too, but hate to wake up too everyday. It's a place I will never forget. It itself has my heart.

Old Guards, New Methods

I've spent my life growing up and helping others. I've always been the one to extend my arms with open hands. Have been the one to lend a shoulder for friends and family to cry on. I've been the one that cares for others when everyone else turns their heads. When is it my time to receive the open hands? When is it my time to have a shoulder to rest my weary head on? I've grown into something the mirror doesn't see anymore. I'm not the same person I once used to be. If myself ran into the person I used to be. We would be strangers; we wouldn't even acknowledge one another. I've lost interest in humanity. I've lost the love and strength I used to surround myself with. I'm on a new road.... I'm back on the road your heart will always be able to take you back home. The road you've scraped your knee's & elbows on; trying to get away from. It's Fall of 2009. I'm on the road to find and better myself. I've had my new skin fitted over these organs and tissues. I can finally say I'm happy. I can't wait for our sick humanity who don't appreciate life to finally fail. I can't wait to watch you mother fuckers sink.

18 hours 9 minutes

Over 800 miles there is a girl in a city. A girl who has nothing to do with dairy products. A girl who doesn't need to fill her empty stomach on murdered flesh. A girl with point of views that make you look at the situation in a different way. A girl with a good head on her shoulders. A girl who only wants one thing out of life; to die young. A girl that simply serves food out of the back of her car. A girl who gives back. A girl with work that has influenced me. A person who can easily be looked up to in life. Her pictures have my eyes attention. Every image keeps them wondering from top to bottom. Taking the whole photograph in; not leaving any space uncovered. Her words leave me in awh. They make me think about what made her use the words she did, for the photograph she used. The way her photograph meets the words and the way her words tell the photograph's story; inreality it is something else. She writes about life & how it should be....fast, young, at her best. People talk about wanting a change; how come more people can't be like this girl I know and be the change they want to see?

Livin the City

Where climbing roof tops was only a place to climb to think and get away from everyone. You forget how good you had it when it's not yours anymore

It seems like the days are growing longer. It's like time passing for the tree's. To slowly let go of their green leaves that they've spent months preparing for. Waiting for this one moment, to slowly let go so they can start the cycle again. We are both impatient. There's an irritation under my skin, and has been growling rapidly. I know what I want. It's like summer descending into fall. It's something I want so bad and it's right in front of me. Yet is seems miles away, and out of my reach. Bring me 2010, bring me that road I've been dying to start new on. I want out

-Owen

Owen is enviroment friendly, fixed gear, my transportation. Even on our bad days...he doesn't complain where we go.

The Last Page

After the "One Year" project of mine. I am gladly to say that it is finally done with. With pages ripped out, and pages lost, the memories written, and the memories I will have to look back on. It has been a year of my life I will never forget. You can read most of the year on here and the other on myspace.com/dailyounceofcutenesss in my blog section. I will keep writing but not daily. There is more stories and adventures to come but it is time to put this beast to rest. -Thank you to everyone who kept up, and read my life. -Ricco Cordova

June

-June 10th. Kayla and I's eight month ann. We played Ultimate Frisbee tonight and it was the ending of Frisbee. In the intense event of our ultimate frisbee match. I'm sad to say that Whack Frisbee has been put to sleep. Devin had a furious block and karate chopped him in half. We went and kicked it over at Forum for a bit and kicked it after Ikso Tko painted. Devin and I dropped Ivan off afterwords and went over to Beto's to enjoy a very fucking amazing breakfast. Afterwards we went to the Raven's nest were we hung out till we had to leave so Devin could drop off the car. Now I'm just chilling listening to Fired Up! I need to start blogging the way I do! So there will be amazing stories here soon! 1 Frisbee Down, Summer just beginning. -June 9th. Hung out and kicked it -June 8th.Ultimate Frisbee Match -June 7th. Hung out and Ultimate Frisbee Match -June 6th. Kayla came down. -June 5th. Last day of High School and the start of my life. -June 1st-June 4th. was all school.