Sorry, dudes. I am in the zone. Send hot pockets and juice boxes. I may be here a while.

This week, I ask you a question about poop.

Fascinating. So, earlier today I was in the mood to hear Chasing Pavements by Adele. Yes, I’m in the mood to make myself really sad by listening to songs that remind me of how single I am.

So, this song:
was on my pain list today.

I’ve been using Blip.Fm for a few years now. I don’t use it frequently, but every once in a while I have a blippy day. To use it, you search for a song and preview all of the options, choosing the one you want to view or listen to. It’s like Twitter combined with Pandora.

The thing is, you have to wade through a lot of versions sometimes. I think Blip just pulls from the rest of the internet, which is cool. It’s slightly irritating when the content is no longer available, but this isn’t a post about Blip.

No, kids, this is much more fascinating. As I waded today, I saw face after face, looking into the camera, singing this song to me. It felt strange to be offered a glimpse at something as personal as someone sitting in their bedroom, singing a song.
Like this one.
I seriously want to hug the crap out of this girl.

And as I kept looking, I kept finding little bits of lives. People talking about their days. People nervously looking down as they sing. People singing this one song so soulfully that it hurt to see the look in their eyes and know this song means something to them right at that moment. People I’ll never meet. People who don’t even know I am watching them right now. It’s not creepy, either. I actually think it connects us even more.

I love the internet. That’s all I really had to say. Just needed to share it with someone.

Brief one this week. Just letting you know how cool everything is.

Special thanks to Brian Gilbert. Love you, man.

An except from my most recent post on the Nine: The Series blog.

The choking and gasping sounds coming through my cell phone should have me calling an ambulance for the person I’m talking to. The call would go something like,

9-1-1 What’s your emergency?

It’s my friend. She needs help and nobody is giving it to her.

What’s the nature of the emergency, ma’am?

She’s sick of being a mother.

Is it life threatening?

Well, yes. You see, she’s caring for two children and she has no relief. If she continues to feel this awful, she’s going to snap and even though I know she’ll eventually be okay, this will have an affect on her ability to cope in the future, as well as adversely affect her relationship with her sons. Statistically speaking, children of single-

Ma’am? This isn’t an emergency.

That’s what everyone says.

Read the entire post here

Hey guys? Do you remember how much you loved MTSS? I do. And then this company, One Economy Corporation, commissioned us to create another show aimed at families. We made two episodes, and it seemed like that was the end.
But I have some exciting news. Now that I am a producer for One Economy Corporation, The Beehive, and Public Internet Channel, I have gotten the greenlight to revive this amazing show. Filming August 21st and you’ll be watching the next episode by the beginning of September. To hold you over, take a look at our first episode ever.

Nikol Asks You:

Let’s talk about boundaries and the information you put out there on the net.

About the deleting.

Very rough So Unhappy Apart

I want to record a cover of this, but I want it to be very slow and in a minor key. This post is so that I can direct people to it who want to help so we can work out an arrangement.