#Randombling: That Nerdy Chick

Randombling: A 5 minute long unedited random stream of consciousness produced by a nerd for nerds.

 #nowplaying: The Verve Pipe - The Freshman

BAHHH!!! What a time. What a time. What a time. This is very literally the most insane time of my life. I say not to sound remotely cool, but every.single.day. each one of the projects I have on my plate creeps up an inch more. And dude, so exciting - but at the same time ... I also feel like this shit has taken forever. Its horrible, I know - I'm an incredibly patient person ... but I'm just a do-er. This whole having an idea and not doing anything about it is a bit foreign to me.

Heard back from the Hollywood god today. First off, I was BLOOWNNNN away by how long this man's message was, and how detailed it was. He knows I don't follow the LA shit, I honestly have no idea what goes into this stuff. But I know this is a good idea, and it needs to get done. He suggested us looking at it from a different angle in an entirely different medium. Dude, I'm totally game. I just assumed one had to go before the other. This project is my baby, and it is being marketed and promoted in real time. Literally, every meeting every anything for this thing has been documented since its inception. I think that in and of itself is pretty bitchin, so yeah - I'm game. I asked to be set up with this person, as this is more their thing, and hopefully he will be able to help a nerd in need and make some things happen.

I can't describe it other than the fact that I know this is going to happen. It's like knowing your name. It's like knowing I could launch this damn site ... when you just know something you know it. I wouldn't have gone on this journey for the last year and gone to the lengths that I have if I didn't believe. That's literally all I have in life. Its insane, I know - I fucking love it. Hearing that you can't be bought immediately scares the shit out of people.

Spent the last few days with that el duderino. Super bitchin dude, for reals - all kidding aside. I just couldn't leave him last night at the hospital. I felt so bad, lung surgery is no joke. I slept in a chair, and dude!! AMAZING accommodations!! Look at that thing!!! TOTALLY bad ass!!

Yep, nerd eye mask, phone charger, and messenger bag. I came prepared.

I don't know man ... so much going on, it was kinda nice to focus on helping someone else other than just thinking about work.work.work for a few days. Not that I don't love you all, trust me ... I love you more than I love my right hand. And we allllll know where my right hand was the other night. Jigga jigga jigga ... I do strive to find balance with all of this one day, but I wonder if that is ever realistic. Peace of mind comes from within. I get that, but this is my art - living life. Documenting the life that I lead ... where the hell do you draw the lines in that?? Art and being are on in the same. BAHHHH!!!!! What a life, what a fucking life man.

What makes a good #lifecaster?

Operating as a 1 woman camera crew in 2008. That's the web cam, attached to a netbook, which ran off of a sprint air card. Awkward situations not included.I've been racking my brain all day trying to figure out if there is such a thing as a "perfect lifecaster." I have 3 people I already know I want to come on board to lifecast, just because I know I find them to be great storytellers and incredibly interesting people overall ... but there is no formula for this type of shit yet. Which is kinda awesome ... gives you room to play. MTV's Real World pretty much solidified the reality TV stereotypes ... "the hot chick, the dumb jock, the thoughtful one, the class act, the gay one, and the two that always ended up dating for the entire season." But what the hell makes a good lifecaster? It's definitely not something everyone can do. I've tested that theory, it's just not pretty. 

First off, I've just been thinking about what the hell is a lifecaster? The best definition I could come up with is someone who dictates their life across the workable elements of social media. That's my standard definition when people ask me what I do. At any given moment, you can find out what I'm watching (via @gomiso), where I am (via FourSquare), what I'm listening to (via pandora), what I'm thinking (via twitter) ... and be told the entire story combing all of those elements via this loverly little website. 

I tell good stories. No joke, I've been waiting for something like this to happen my entire life. A lot of weird, crazy, random shit happens to me. For reals!!! I've been like this little magnet forever and a day for interesting situations to just be attracted to. Total awesome sauce! But just having interesting things happen to me doesn't make a good lifecaster. You have to be able to tell the story. 

In reality TV you have producers, editors, directors, a whole SLLEEWWW of people behind the scenes that watch what you do and figure out a way to tell the story with the footage they've captured. Lifecasters have to be able to tell the story in real time as it is happening in 140 characters, followed up with either a video or blog post after. It's night and day. I think eventually this art form will have producers, directors, and whatever else ... but we're currently in the trenches. So, we've got to figure this shit out for ourselves. 

I'm totally figuring this out today, so if you guys have any ideas on what makes a lot of this interesting, and what doesn't I'm totally game to hear it. I need to write up these guidelines to give the lifecasters before they officially begin ... and I'm kinda just stuck. 

Tweet me: @JenFriel or Facebook my butt: Facebook.com/jenfriel

Thanks in advance!! xoxo 

Bahhhhhh to the AHH!!!!!

BAHHHHHHHH!!! I've been processing like the worst news ever all night. Like for reals, a few weeks ago when I couldn't feel my arm, I processed wow - so this is life for a computer nerd without a left arm. Was actually pretty kosher for passover ... THIS?? Oh hell to the fuck no, this?!?!!

No.Me.Gusta!!!

But, welcome to the life of a lifecaster. I broadcast what I feel. And this? Right now? Sucks a monkey's butt!!! It shall pass, and dude, I totally know all will be well- but things for me professionally are like so A-OKAY!! Its like WOW!!! NOTHINNNGGGGGGG causes me to be this upset, except for uh, something like this. Sorry to be so evasive, its not my MO. But the person involved doesn't want it to be public, and specifically asked me not to post on it. Seriously, I feel like my heart was just ripped out Kano style, stomped on ... and the big FATALITY just appeared above my head.

Life is different. It has yet to be judged as good or bad, but shit just got SO VERY REAL.

Bring it life, fucking bring it.

I'll SOOOOOOO take you on in the octagon!!!! UH HUH!!!! and OOHHH YEAHHH!!!

You totally can't leave me now. Shit just got really, real. And you're a big part of that. So, just know this - and I don't feel sorry for you, I feel sorry for the disease that dare stomp on your territory.

I love, love, love you so much you human being that shall not be named. Dude, you both mean more to me than my left arm. Get it?

#KTHXBYE

#ShitGotReal: This time, not so good

MMMMM ... snot ... so sexy ...

Holy shit. I feel like I literally just had the wind knocked out of me. No, wait - that would have been easy to take because you could actually catch a breath again. Just got some horrible news on a personal level. I can't talk about it, as its not my thing to talk about ... and the person involved just doesn't want to tell people. I have to respect that. But this is my therapy. I have nothing else to turn to. I knew something was up. I just knew it. Kept thinking about my grandmother all day ... and DUDE! Literally 30 seconds after I posted on her, I got the call.

It was one of those where the person tells you - and you just drop the phone. There just are no words. But I still stand by everything I said earlier. EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. is precious. Its all encompassing regarding relationships, family, everything.

Give every day, everything you've got.

I just ... need a minute to breathe.

I refuse to google at this point. Information isn't always power. Sometimes you just have to let things sit, and just let things be. This is one of those moments. Trying to access information isn't going to actually make me any saner.

I'm just posting this as a way to process, not looking for sympathy - or anything ... cause if I was I would like totally tell you ... HA! Shameless, who me? But life just got very real. And all I have to say, is if you thought I was motivated before .... ohhhhhhhh you ain't seen nothing yet.

Keep on rockin out el nerdy folk. You guys keep me going. #NerdsUnite

The #Life of a Lifecaster

So, if you're an old fart round these parts, you know that I'm pretty much an epic lover of life. For reals, this is just the GREATEST TIME EVER to be alive. That being said, it doesn't mean that shit doesn't happen to me, and I live in this little bubble of preconceived perfection; quite the opposite. Everything is attitude. Absolutely NOTHING is going to stop me from going anywhere I want to go with this blessed little website. I'm good at breaking things down and figuring out what the next doable action is on the path of least resistance.

All that being said, Friday I got some wicked news on a personal level. I don't really have words, nor does that person even want me to post on it ... so I did the only thing I knew how to do. I made a video. I sat in a chair for over 4 hours literally in the middle of a party - and just processed. I didn't want to be alone because, I just didnt ... but I just had nothing to say. I wanted to merely co-inhabit space. I didn't tell them what I was doing, as I wanted them all to just be honest with their reactions. Welcome to my therapy. Enjoy!

#NerdsUnite