#RealDeal: What kind of Facebook friend are you? (18 different types from my newsfeed)

Every day ... the same people ... post the same thing ... in the same tone ... with the same overall attitude on Facebook (or in social media in general). 

::raiseshand:: I'm right there with everyone else, as I too have my own patterns, but here were the 18 personality types identified in my newsfeed this afternoon ...

1) The friend that posts really really profound quotes by like totally famous people.

2) The friend who missed his/ her calling as a sports caster.

3) The friend that hates Mondays, and reminds you 52 times throughout the year.

<tangent> PS ... this is called a uni-pug and I think I want one. Carry on ... </tangent>

4) The friend that is so in love they have to tag themselves with their significant other in every status update & post couple selfies daily.

5) The friend that likes checking in a little too much. 

6) Not to be confused with the friend who checks in at mundane places ... 

Even your parents don't think you're cool. 

7) The friend that you don't remember friending but they like and comment on all your posts so you keep them.

<tangent> My brother and I rented this movie from the library every single summer when we were growing up, and I think her character was grossly misunderstood! She was just a quiet, passionate lady that just so happened to be totally bad ass with her sledgehammer skills. Could have happened to anyone ... riiigghhhtttt ...

 Eck, I go now ... </tangent>

8) The friend that posts naked/ nearly naked photos on a regular basis. 

I don't care if you're trying to show that guy/girl from 8th grade chemistry what "they're missing out on" - it's just not cool. Sure, if you're in a shot at the beach and you happen to be in a bathing suit ... rock on! But those that set it as their default or continuously post photo after photo of them flaunting their bods are just plain douches. Keep your clothes and respect on at all times while operating in social media. 

9) The friend that shamelessly self promotes their every project. 

Totally guilty of this one (big time), but it's crazy how much of Facebook in general has started to feel like a bunch of people just yelling at one another. Everyone just rambles on about themselves, but is anyone actually listening? 

Crap, I think she heard me. 

10) The friend that is very religious and likes to remind you of every thing you will be missing out on in the next lifetime.

Having a religious belief is a wonderful, wonderful thing ... even a lack of one, if it works for you, great! Reminding others over and over via posts and photos of how you're down with Adonai can be off putting. Much like in dating, the two things that should never be discussed in social media are religion and politics. 

11) The friend that posts spam saying "November is "insert whatever cause" awareness month. I bet 10 of my friends won't repost this for an hour as their status update."

I honestly never understood this one, but I can't begin to tell you how many times a day I see it in my newsfeed. It's like the entire internet is pulling your finger, and you're failing to smell the fart. 

Here, get a good whiff and please stop. 

12) The friend that goes to the gym every day, and you know this because they post it every day. 

I get it ... you work out. I'm right there with you that having people to share it with is a very motivating thing, however choose your outlet wisely. There are dozens of apps you can download where you can track your speed, weight loss, food intake, and some even have chats or a social aspect to them where you can "team up" and motivate your partner. Subjecting your Facebook friends to every detail of your perfect squat is annoying, and after a while, some might even call an exterminator on you being a gym rat. 

13) The friend that thinks Facebook is a diary and overshares problems (even the ones that require medication, and a sit down with your partner). 

14) The friend that likes the photo you posted 6 months ago.

If you're going to creep, creep on the DL. You can "like" it quietly to yourself via a quick print out, but don't share it in social media; "creepy" is a label that is never in style. 

15) The friend that has photos of you from grade school and decides to tag you in all of them to show off to your current friends/sig-o how awkward you were.

You won't get another date after these incriminating photos surface. 

Might as well be proactive and invest in at least one cat now ... 

Click here for my second grade photo (courtesy of my dad)

16) The friend that gets hacked because they clicked the link we all know not to click.

17) The friend that humble brags.

False modesty is never appreciated. (This one I'm still working on.) It's one thing to be proud of yourself and another to believe you are better than others. You might not even realize you are doing it, but look critically at the next time you do something you view as "epic." How quickly are you going to post about it on Facebook? If it's under 5 minutes, Houston, you have a problem. 

18) The friend that reminds you it's 11:11.

Congratulations, you can tell what time it is ... so can a first grader. 

We've all been one or more of these types at some point in our lives, but please remember ... social media is like the Macarena ... 

... Just because we know it doesn't mean we want to be subjected to it. It's fine to break it out once in a while, but keep the overshares to yourself. Be courteous to one another; your Facebook friends will thank you. 

HEYYYYY MACARENA!!! 

#nerdsunite

#RealDeal: Relationships are more than just a status or a plus one

I sat up in bed yesterday morning for two hours before my alarm was set to go off. Instead of trying to count sheep, or will myself back into a slumber - I grabbed my headphones and put on my favorite playlist (which is a collection of love songs). 

I smiled looking over at my still sleeping boyfriend as Spotify shuffle had selected "our song." (Which is actually too personal to post.) I then closed my eyes still trying to go to sleep. 

As the lyrics played I began to cry. Tear after tear, sans the sniffle (thankfully). Not wanting to dismiss it, or intellectualize my emotions in anyway, I just continued to lay there not labeling. 

It's so deep, I thought to myself. I felt like my heart actually sank below the bed, below the floor, around the entire world, and back into our same bed but on the other side. 

We're lambasted with images and projections of love courtesy of pop culture, and Hallmark - but how could anyone even remotely put this feeling into words? Calling anything else love seems like not only a huge mistake, but a diss against this feeling. 

My boyfriend and I hit it off from the moment we met (feeling wise). Not only was it a blind date on my end (he knew what I looked like), but I was the one to call out his name when we met at the elevator on the wrong floor. He was so familiar, and we both realized within our first hug that when we touched there was this sensation that neither of us had felt before. It was like my heart actually sang, no other way to describe it. Of course, our strong feelings scared both of us in the beginning since there is a great difference between love and limerence. 

We talked about that the other day actually. We had been traveling for 16 days straight and after being in 3 different time zones, and another country - we were emotionally and physically exhausted. I forget how it came up exactly, but we sat there and looked at each other and my boyfriend said, this isn't limerence. I know that. 

I smiled acknowledging that I knew that as well, but it felt SO GOOD to hear him say it. 

We've both very calmly said to one another that we only want what's best for each other. If I'm not right for you and for your growth, I need you to let me know, he said one day. 

And me too, I said back immediately. I mean it too, I say placing my hand on my heart. 

I thought about both of those moments while the song played and also thought about how selfless the whole process is. Even being in a relationship, the single unit has become one in a literal sense, but it's all encompassing. Every thought, every action that I do indirectly affects him because we are a unit.

It's more than just a plus one, it's a three legged race to destination "compromise."

It's easy to sit there and want to put someone in a placeholder because you're at a certain stage in your life and feel it's "the right thing to do" (or, if you want children and don't want to go at it alone). There's obvious societal and peer pressure in everything we do, but relationships aren't about just you.

I read an AMAZING article on this the other day called, "Marriage isn't for you;" by the end of it, I was shouting and cheering on the inside because I TOTALLY agreed with the entire thing. (It talks about selfishness within a relationship and how marriage is about the family. Brilliant, brilliant post.)

I'm only the caretaker for my boyfriend's heart. We chose each other at this point in our lives, and it's our duty to be gentle, but also to allow each other to grow in the process - never smothering, or removing the light.  

My boyfriend is very athletic and into just about any sport that involves injury. It's made me absurdly nervous in the past wanting to make sure he was okay, and not putting himself in danger. (I'm like an old Jewish mother. Did you take your meds? Did you wear a helmet?)

Last night, while watching a skateboarding movie, a lot of that changed. I looked at him, as he told me what each trick was and the skill associated with it, and I could see the passion and fire ignite in his eyes. This is something he truly, truly loves and it's not my job to manage his heart, merely care for it. He knows my feelings, and I know in the back of his mind it will be there as he plays whatever sport. I have to just leave it all at that though, and leave my own projections and wanting to control him at the side of the road. If I truly care for him, I will support any of his wishes. 

Of course, like in any relationship, it takes time to get to this place. We're still figuring each other out (certainly), but I felt a calmness in the confidence of knowing and trusting that he always does the right thing. 

Again, none of this is about you, I thought. Just let him be, and love him along the way. 

<tangent> And BTW, this goes both ways. I can just only speak from my side of things, but friends and family have seen a rather dramatic change in me, so there's a lot more to it that I'm sure I haven't even figured out. </tangent> 

If I had advice to give to anyone in a relationship, it would be just that. Understand that no matter what you are both executing your idea of a "compromise" and at the end of the day, your only job is to take care of that heart. It's your duty and losing focus of that is a diss to your partner. What would be good about that? 

#kthxbye

#ThatAwkwardMomentWhen: You become a fish out of water

Oh man, I am pumped for life right now. 

I know this song is epicly over played but I can't stop playing it on my flight (where I am writing this) ... 

Hi friends!! I've missed you all so much!! 

I feel like such a different person; I barely know where to begin. 

Without too much of a backstory (as I tend to ramble) … earlier this year, I went on a dating detox that actually lead me (at first reluctantly) into a pretty specfuckingtacular relationship. He's not only my best friend … he is like a sensei. Outside of my parents who taught me my ABC's and basic morals, I've never learned so much from a single person. 

When we first started dating, he came out to LA but we quickly realized as a couple that he needed balance (since he has a house in a less populated area on the opposite side of the country). 

I can work from anywhere, I said, so let's just go back and forth! 

His island hometown is also not too far from a major city so the compromise didn't seem too bad- if I needed a "fast paced fix" it was just across the bridge.

The first few days down there were quite shocking. The town is very small, everyone knows everyone and can they can "smell" the new people. (And it doesn't have to do with whether or not you forgot to put on deodorant that day.) 

Are you new in town? they would ask as I went to the local coffee shop. (Which was neither a Starbucks or Coffee Bean. It's a mom and pop shop.) 

Yes, I said. I came here with my boyfriend. 

Oh where from?

LA, I quickly replied. 

They would then snicker, or look away wondering how long this one is going to last. 

Islanders are so used to having people coming in and out of their lives that it's difficult for them to emotionally invest. It's not that they're intentionally being cold, but they are very clannish and unless you're going to be there for good - why bother? 

I persevered with kindness, never wanting to acknowledge that I realized their expressions and half breathed comments weren't personal but rather protective. 

My boyfriend then introduced me to his friends and fortunately his best friend has a girlfriend (now fiancé) whom I very quickly connected with. She's from the northern part of the east coast and had moved onto the island when she was in grammar school. 

It was SUCH an adjustment she said to me at the gym one day.  You really have to prove that you're going to be down here for a while if you want to make friends. It can take YEARS for some people. 

I was then brought back to the memory of moving to a new town at the beginning of 8th grade. Everyone already knew everyone, but there you were …. this new person … that may or may not end up being accepted. 

::pleasebeacceptedpleasebeacceptedpleasebeaccepted:: I would say to myself over and over. 

My palms began to sweat remembering the anxiety walking down the halls … wondering who you were going to sit next to at the cafeteria. (Sometimes opting to skip lunch all together and just eat as quickly as possible in the bathroom.) 

I survived it then, I thought, I can certainly survive it now. 

As time progressed, the faces became friendlier, but my confusion and anxiety of my new surroundings only seemed to increase. Everything seemed to take so much more effort to get something done. You had to drive alllllll the way over to this place to get this one thing, followed by the drive allllllll the way in the opposite direction to get another. There are no malls, no Verizon cell reception, and every action has to be deliberate or your wallet will be affected by the amount of gas you are putting into your vehicle. 

I complained to my boyfriend about this one day. You have to go here, there, and everywhere to get a simple task accomplished. You sometimes have to pray for a parking spot instead of being able to valet, and you're most likely going to end up parking on the grass or pea rock anyway. 

How do you expect to gain confidence in yourself when you are surrounded by so much convenience? he replied. 

But I have all these life experiences, I said back sharply. 

Yes, he said. And that's great, but are those experiences helping you down here? 

Oh dear god I thought as the word, "nope" came out of my mouth. 

Then it's time for a change. 

I smiled. 

The Cher Horowitz mentality of, "why learn to park where everywhere you go has valet?" began to drain from my body yet the same level of clueless-ness lingered. 

Am I really this helpless I wondered? My life felt so irrelevant for the first time. 

Had I spent so much time in LA that I was becoming a backdrop myself? The presentation is there, but if you look behind it there are only a few boards holding it up. 

It's not real. I haven't been real. Can I even survive in the real world (and not the MTV version)? 

In July, the TV show I've been working on sold to a cable network. ::cough cough see previous:: 

I was pretty pumped (obviously) but also more than ever focused on spreading my wings in this new world. 

My biggest complaint about my life previously had been the lack of fulfillment. Now that the show sold, I thought FOR SURE I would feel fulfilled, but to my surprise it didn't come from that sale - instead, it came from these seemingly mundane experiences I now had daily. 

From long talks with my new found best friend, to finally learning how to cook (my boyfriend is a chef). I felt this surge of power coming into my body. I was standing with both feet on the ground and paying attention to something other than the shiny things on the screen.

I will spare the "I am woman speech," but it was hands down one of the best moments of my life focusing on the meticulous details of how to chop certain vegetables (and keep my thumbs in tack in the process). The beauty and calmness experienced in the preparation, and the pride knowing that you are sitting down to a meal that you worked hard on was better than any reservation I could ever make. 

Convenience certainly allows for more to be brought into your day, but how diluted does the day become? 

I'm embracing the off balanced nature of this new adventure (I even questioned how to continue writing or communicate with people in general from LA since I was so fearful of going back to any old ways.) … but that is changing the more that I am coming into my new skin.

::pause:: It feels really good. 

I have had all of these crazy adventures for the last few years, but the craziest thing has been finding the confidence in the ability to fail by my own hands because then I have truly felt freedom, confidence, and the ability to grow. 

Time to jump back into deep waters …  lets go swim … 

#thatisall

#ShitGotReal: Well, this good news was certainly unexpected ...

Heyo!! 

I got some super good news last week, and while I can't actually discuss what is going on ... I can at least tip toe around it like I normally do to give you guys a heads up!! 

Maestro ... 

I don't even know how to write this. A part of me is so deliriously excited, but another is just calm and extremely grateful for even just this present moment. 

My life has changed a lot this year. It was rather unexpected, but these last few months in particular have been some of the best of my life.

The only things I had yet to explore on this website were 1) being in a relationship, and 2) not working. 

I'm a workaholic. Always have been, prolly always will be. If I have a goal, or some sort of something that needs to get out to people, there is noooooooooo doubt that I can get it done. I'm extremely motivated when I'm passionate about something, and have the drive to follow through. 

The only problem with being a workaholic is you lack balance. The only friends I had were involved with this website, and I can't begin to tell you how few times I've seen my parents in the last (almost) decade I've been in Los Angeles. I just worked, and worked, and worked, hoping to prove something to myself, and to my family. I wanted to get to this intangible goal, or bar that I had set for myself where I could look back and say yes, I did this. I am a success ... I feel fulfilled. 

I then discovered at the end of last year, that I was anything but fulfilled. I didn't exactly know who I was doing this all for anymore, or what it really meant at the end of the day. After all this time, I had actually accomplished what I was after, so why wasn't any of it enough? I wasn't exactly unhappy, but I was very stuck. I wasn't any closer to building intimacy into my life, and I was still keeping everyone except this blog at an arm's distance. I didn't know how to let people close to me because my guard had been up for so long. I didn't know how to have friends without always offering them things. I very much let everyone know within 2.5 seconds of meeting who I was and what I did, and if I could get them anything I'd be happy to help. What I didn't realize though is that I wasn't keeping enough for myself. I was like the girl that got picked on on the playground, so instead of letting it perpetuate, she bribes the bullies by bringing in extra oreos. Sure, some things may or may not have felt better, but most times I could have been in a room filled with 100 people I knew, and I'd still feel lonely. 

I had no idea why. 

I bought book after book, classified and labeled everything as one part of the process or another placing it under the guise of becoming "more aware." 

Looking for intimacy in a book is the problem, not solution. (At least for me.) 

I've spent my ENTIRE LIFE googling, researching, self medicating through being a workaholic. The only thing I hadn't done was ask the 28 year old girl from Connecticut what she wanted to do, and who she wanted to become. 

My answers were pretty simple ...

1) I wanted to use this website as a forum to give back. I wanted to structure things so others could follow in my footsteps and document their journeys. 

2) I wanted to get married one day. 

3) I wanted to have kids, and remain close with my family. 

Those are my goals in life. I want to make enough money to not have to worry about it, and do as much as I can to help others on their journeys. 

I can't describe the feeling that I had when I volunteer, or do a random act of kindness. It's this nagging sensation inside of me, that I absolutely can't get rid of. (It doesn't allow itself to be ignored either.) 

I thought I needed to raise capital to get things off the ground, and bring other people on board specifically as lifecasters. I wound up actually having a multiple interested investors, but something at the end of the day always told me no. As long as I had everything that I needed to provide for myself in this very moment, I shouldn't continue. 

I then plotted along working on various projects, hoping ... PRAYING ... that one of them actually worked out so I could not only get the money to bring people on board, but also again, feel fulfilled. 

By April, I had gone out on yet another destination date (this one set up by a professional matchmaker), and it absolutely changed my life. It was not only the best weekend of my life, but I finally felt like I had met someone I could talk to ... and TRULY talk to. I was 100% myself on that date, and the radical honesty shared between the two of us was something I hadn't experienced before. I realized quickly that I had re-met my best friend. 

We then decided to "officially" date each other.

I was petrified at first about dating anyone. Being in a relationship means getting close to someone. My cell memory reminded me that every time I got close to someone, I lost them.

It's like post traumatic stress disorder for the lonely and painfully neurotic. 

On the journey we worked through a LOT of things together, and I gradually became less guarded and less defensive. I then objectively and realistically took a look at my life. I sit on a phone or computer all day interacting with people. Everything that I say gets validated by RTs or @replies back. I can even post a photo on Facebook and get told how pretty I am, or see with how many likes how awesome I may look on a particular day. It hit me like a ton of bricks how none of that was real. Why did I need the attention? Why did I so desperately seek this validation? 

I wasn't sure, but as a result I stopped tweeting as much, and stopped posting so many photos on Facebook. Because I was also experiencing intimacy 24 hours a day 7 days a week with my boyfriend, I also felt stunted on what to even write about. It was like I entered this stage where I wanted to just protect myself, and hide. I didn't want to be such a shameless self promoter, and I didn't want to continue seeking validation and attention just to feel good about myself at the end of the day. 

I'm worth more than this, one day I thought looking into the mirror. 

I then continued to stare at myself ... and I mean REALLY stare at myself. 

I need to do something for myself, I thought. Not the business or brand, the 28 year old. 

I just need to let go all of the appeasement, I thought. 

I'm alllll about the appeasement. I'll bend forwards, backwards, upside down. I'll do anything to prevent a confrontation, or get people to like me. 

I need to like myself, and I need to take care of myself in a very loving manner. 

I then decided to not work, and to find things that I liked to do. 

Being in the Florida Keys, this was easy since I had the ocean as my backyard. I've since learned that I love to paddleboard, am EPIC at catching crabs (not the STD), love snorkeling, have eaten gator & elk (not together), and love being part of a fitness group. I began running in the mornings, and am now up to running between 4-6 miles at 6am. 

Did I mention that I haven't woken up that early since grade school? 

I also got off all aspartame, and am currently doing a juice detox to clear out all of the toxins from all of the processed foods I've eaten all my life. 

My body is a temple, but I haven't been treating it that way. I've been abusing it by chasing sugar free red bull, after sugar free red bull. I also made a concerted effort to not tell people down here anything about my business. I wanted to make friends based on who I was, not what I had to offer. When people ask what I do down here, I say I'm a writer and I talk about technology. Because the Florida Keys are SUPPPEERRRRR country, people aren't into tech at all and quit asking questions. I'm just Jen to everyone, and for the first time in my life I not only liked it, I was beginning to prefer it. I didn't need to be the center of attention, nor did I need to self promote in any manner. It felt really, really, really, good. I was making genuine connections with people, and having genuine conversations. 

That's something I haven't allowed myself to have before. 

At the end of last week I was floating on a raft in this pool ... 

... listening to Bob Marley, and reflecting on my life. 

I feel really fulfilled, I thought. I have great friends, an amazing boyfriend, I see my family all the time now, and I even get to cook and host dinner parties. 

<tangent> It shocks me how domestic I've become. I actually LIKE to make my bed every morning, and keep the house SPOTLESS!!!! Never thought I'd be a clean freak. Ever. </tangent> 

I personally and professionally now have everything I ever wanted. I thought about the future a bit, but mostly just kept in the present moment while I floated along. 

I then grabbed my phone and followed up with someone about a project we've been working on. 

They had all been very, VERY confident about it almost from the beginning and it kinda surprised me. Having been down this path before (albeit with other people), I learned what a crap shoot it all was, and that I shouldn't give up, but that timing and the right team were everything. 

They then told me I had great timing in my email, and that congratulations things were going to the next level. 

I stared down at my phone in complete, and TOTAL shock. 

Having just spent all that time in reflection realizing I had been truly fulfilled, I actually wound up getting what I was after. 

Ironic, I thought. 

I smiled, as tears started to form in my eyes. This is the opportunity I had been waiting for to give back to others. This is going to change SOOOOOO many lives, I thought.

This is a beautiful thing.

I then called my family, and a handful of friends. Everyone was ecstatic, and I thanked them all for their support. I realized after the calls though, that this couldn't have come at a better time. I'm not only physically, and mentally in an extremely centered place, but for the first time in my life I have an ENORMOUS amount of self respect and am not actually seeking attention or validation. I know who I am, where my moral compass is, and I'm SUPER proud of myself for that. 

This isn't about me, I thought. This is about the kids whose lives are going to be given a tremendous opportunity via this channel (for lack of a better word). I then cried SO hard from gratitude realizing what a blessing all of this was. 

By the time I came to, I realized that life really is amazing when you learn to get out of it's way. I truly learned to let go, but just like that, the universe decided it had other plans. I am now going to take these lessons & fulfillment and move full steam ahead work wise. This is an INCREDIBLE opportunity and I won't let it pass me by. 

This all feels so good. Thank you. Just ... thank you. 

#nerdsunite

#Contest: Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!!

As you all know ... I had a Coachella swag bag give away contest featuring all of these loverly items ... 

Because of the popularity of the post with all of the shares in social media, I was also given these Beats By Dre wireless headphones in addition to give away ... 

The contest had 3 rules: 

1) To enter you have to perform a random act of kindness

2) You had to declare which product you wanted and what you were going to do with it. 

3) 30 days after the contest is completed, I will follow up with everyone and make sure they have actually used each of the prizes for what they said they wanted to. 

Sure, I could have just kept all of this for myself, but what about putting the GoPro in the hands of an aspiring filmmaker?? That would be LIFE CHANGING for someone like that, and since you all have blessed me so so much with facilitating my dream, I wanted to give back and help you guys with yours. 

I was truly, truly humbled and shocked with what you all came up with for the random act. 

This one was my favorite ... 

Also what an AWESSSOOMMMEELLLYYY cool idea with teaching your bulldog how to skateboard. Unfortunately, the GoPro was the biggest ticketed item and the AMOUNT OF SUPPORT the winner received was difficult to ignore. I got tweets, comments ... people REALLY stood behind this individual. 

Here are your winners ... 

Danny Ortega - Seagate Wireless Plus 1TB mobile device storage

His passion is capturing photos and videos of his niece. He normally films her on his iPhone, but often finds himself running out of storage. 

::insert cheesy 60s game show music and a host that is too tan, and has hair like George Jetson::

Boom chicka wow wow, well now Danny you can capture ALLLLLL of those moments with your niece ANNNDD have plenty of storage with this 1TB hard drive courtesy of our friends over at Seagate. 

The Seagate Wireless Plus 1TB mobile device storage allows you to work anywhere on the go! You can have multi user streams, and up to TEN hours of battery life!!! 

::audience applause:: 

Rachel Kiley - Seagate 500 GB Slim portable drive

You all may know Rachel as one of the writers and producers of the wildly popular web series Lizzie Bennet Diaries. Mama needs storage for all of her files, and projects. 

::game show host voice:: Well, Storage is what you're getting darling!!!! Let's hear the description of what she won ... 

The Seagate slim 500 GB portable drive offers thin, light, and easy backup. It has an aluminum design, is Facebook compatible, and provides super easy plug and play options. 

Congratulations, Rachel!! 

::audience applause:: 

Melodie Tao - Beats By Dre Headphones

Melodie works very hard as a social media consultant, yogi, and lover of all things tech. Super super sweet girl, and she wanted the Beats by Dre for her workouts. She wants to "get in the zone" and have kickin sound quality! 

::game show host voice:: Well Melodie, welcome to the zoonnnneeee. 

Let's hear what these Beats have to offer!! 

The beats wireless headphones have a built in mic with controls for the ipad, iphone, and ipod touch and can be paired with other bluetooth enabled devices. 

Experience high definition sound, and the ease of being wire free. 

Enjoy Melodie!! 

::audience applause:: 

Jacob Matthew - JBL j33i headphones

Jacob is a comedian in the midwest, and would like the JBL j33i headphones since he has to make a series of calls all day hustling and his arms get tired. 

::game show host voice:: Well Jacob, now you can enjoy these premium in ear headphones with JBl as they offer three button mic/ remote controls your music and calls on select apple products. The j33i has a premium metal finish, deep powerful JBL bass, flat, stylish cable resists tangles, and a premium carry case. 

Congrats Jacob!! 

::audience applause:: 

And now for our final winner ... the winner of the Go Pro Hero 3, with wifi remote, and handle bar & chest mounts.

As this was the most requested item in the group, it was SOOOO difficult to pick. I didn't consider how difficult it was going to be to rate someone's passion and deem it "better" than another. Dude, if people want to pound sand all day every day I'm down. Whatever floats your boat in life, and whatever makes you happy. That's ALLLL that ever matters. 

So, instead of leaving it up to me, I was actually inundated with emails, tweets, and comments on this individual and how hard and passionately he works.

Here is his initial entry ...

::game show host voice:: That's right, Joe Neuburger YOU HAVE WON THE HERO 3 FROM GO PRO!!!! 

The Hero 3 from GoPro features an 11 mp image sensor, ultra wide angle aspherical lens, enhanced audio performance, micro HDMI port, and is wifi ready. 

In addition to the Hero, we are also giving him the wifi remote, chest & handlebar mounts which are sold separately but enhance the GoPro experience. 

::audience applause:: 

There you have it ladies, and germie men. CONGRATS TO ALL THE WINNERS!!! Please email me your mailing address, and I will mail everything out this weekend.

(I'm paying for shipping and handling for my own karma and decided to keep the JBL charge for myself in observance of my own hard work and deservingness.) 

Remember all winners have 30 DAYS to actually execute their passions and do what they said they were going to do with each of the prizes. 

Rock on everyone!! And thanks to EVERYONE who entered and performed the random acts of kindness. SO FREAKING COOL to read them all!!! And A BIIGGGG THANK YOUUUUUU to Sam Levin & Chris Voss for all the hard work with the gift bags that even allowed this to go down in the first place. 

Thanks to JBL, Seagate, GoPro, Beats, and of course your mom. 

Much love nerderinos!! xx 

#thatisall