<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:27:12.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cordova Classic</title><subtitle type='html'>My musings on various issues that affect people with the hopes that those reading can relate and offer their own insight.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-4119818798458350812</id><published>2008-09-03T07:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:12:31.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting People You Meet on a Regular Basis</title><summary type='text'>I'm back folks, It's been a minute since I last posted something but I definitely have not stopped the hustle. I've had my focus on other areas of my life but I was inspired to write today by the interesting people that I see on a daily basis as I always am.  I'm going to just jump right into it and share with you my list of Interesting People that I see on a Daily Basis in no particular order:1.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4119818798458350812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=4119818798458350812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/4119818798458350812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/4119818798458350812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/09/interesting-people-you-meet-on-regular.html' title='Interesting People You Meet on a Regular Basis'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-6999417128688776584</id><published>2008-04-11T15:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:59:34.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cost of an Education</title><summary type='text'>We all know that the cost of obtaining an education is pretty high. It seems like tuition rates increase every year for Any University, USA.  I’ve begun the process for grad school and anybody that has gone through it or is going through it right now knows how expensive it can be. GMAT courses, test prep books, and test registration can run you in the neighborhood of $2,000 to $5,000. And this is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/6999417128688776584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=6999417128688776584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/6999417128688776584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/6999417128688776584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/04/cost-of-education.html' title='The Cost of an Education'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-4876630709655991430</id><published>2008-03-14T23:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:00:18.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Stories from Childhood</title><summary type='text'>This story actually took place in Harlem, New York circa 1992. The names have been changed but they sound real enough so you would think that they are real peopleI was about 11 or 12 years old and I had just gotten out from school. My friends and I didn’t feel like going home so we went to the Polo Grounds to play basketball at the Willie Mays’ basketball courts. It was me, Kareem, James, Raheem,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4876630709655991430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=4876630709655991430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/4876630709655991430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/4876630709655991430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/03/true-stories-from-childhood.html' title='True Stories from Childhood'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-2727158644420179061</id><published>2008-02-22T17:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:15:09.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20 is the new 40,50, 60- Death!</title><summary type='text'>I am 27 years old and I have done absolutely nothing with my life. I haven’t contributed anything to society and I feel very insignificant at times. Yeah, I got good grades and went to college like I was supposed to but I feel like it ruined me because it altered my perception of what the real world was supposed to be like. Why the @#$ did I go to college! A lot of people I know that I went to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/2727158644420179061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=2727158644420179061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/2727158644420179061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/2727158644420179061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/02/20-is-new-4050-60-death.html' title='20 is the new 40,50, 60- Death!'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-8219456972927836401</id><published>2008-01-29T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:31:32.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hue-Man Bookstore</title><summary type='text'>This incident actually happened probably right before Christmas 2007 and it was one of the first things I was going to write about but I now I feel compelled to do it. I went to Hue-Man Book store in Harlem to do a little Christmas shopping right before work. For those of you who may not know, Hue-Man is a black owned bookstore in Harlem on Frederick Douglass Ave. between 124th and 125th Street. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8219456972927836401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=8219456972927836401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/8219456972927836401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/8219456972927836401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/01/hue-man-bookstore.html' title='Hue-Man Bookstore'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-6108607465921252409</id><published>2008-01-14T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T08:17:44.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships</title><summary type='text'>This next entry just like the last one was inspired by a conversation going on  between some friends of mine. My friends, I am starting to realize, are becoming a really good source for blog material! The topic was relationships and this area always become emotionally charged because most people's opinions are divided among gender lines. I am going to try to be as objective as possible with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/6108607465921252409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=6108607465921252409' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/6108607465921252409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/6108607465921252409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/01/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-3767365359876521044</id><published>2008-01-08T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:34:28.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we ready for a Black President?</title><summary type='text'>So a friend of mine posed the question, "Are we ready for a Black President?" I had this say:Note:  All names have been changed to protect the identity of those mentioned in this story.The results just came in from the New Hampshire Primary and Hillary beat  Barack by 40% to 36% and they were separated by about 2000 votes per CNN. I was going to  change the tone of my e-mail based on the results </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3767365359876521044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=3767365359876521044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/3767365359876521044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/3767365359876521044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-we-ready-for-black-president.html' title='Are we ready for a Black President?'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5420801913009314067.post-9161201328327118739</id><published>2008-01-07T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:09:45.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Blog</title><summary type='text'>Greetings Folks,So I did it folks. That's right, yours truly has hopped on the Blogging Bandwagon and created his own blog called Cordova Classic. I'm a little late to the game but I never really felt the urge to start a blog or that people wanted to know my thoughts. While the latter may very well still be the case, at this point I don't care.  My blog will not operate daily, weekly or on any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/9161201328327118739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5420801913009314067&amp;postID=9161201328327118739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/9161201328327118739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5420801913009314067/posts/default/9161201328327118739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordovaclassic.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-blog.html' title='My first Blog'/><author><name>Cordova Classic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14991625475871202221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pke3snGArlQ/SL6Spzi9X0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVG7so6BMhA/S220/Rooftop_Ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
