#NerdsUnite: What's up DC! Who's down to kick it tonight??

OOOHHHHHH bless, I am just ... a hot mess today. My soul is like defeated after spending a month back east. Again, NYC was obviously rad - those are my peoples too, but this whole east coast proper New England thaaannnnnggg just ain't my scene. Not mad at it - of course, but I really really really just want to have fun tonight. Like really really really have organic, beer drinking, girl burping, booty shaking ... FUN!!!!! 

If you live in the area, and want to also have that kinda fun - totes come out to Sine Irish Pub tonight in Arlington, VA. I figure if you read this site we clearly have something in common which is 99% more than I have had with everyone I have interacted with in the last month. 

It's my last night on the road - and I'd love love love to go out with a bang or at least be so hungover that I have to use my puke bag on the plane tomorrow. 

Seriously, I've never had to use it ... but I kinda feel like that should be a goal in life at one point. 

Ewe ... wait, maybe not. 

But yah! Here's the addy: 

Sine' Irish Pub on Pentagon Row

1301 S. Joyce St Arlington, VA 22202

p: 703-415-4420 f: 703-415-4421

9pm.

And like don't be one of those weirdos that comes to a 9pm party at like midnight. I'm going to get there at 9 and if it's like too lame or whatever, we'll bounce around. Translation: I ain't waitin' for ya!! Let's just have fun peoples. 

I just want beer, good times, and good people. If you also want those three things, I'd love to talk to you. If not, sod off because I'm cranky. 

Look forward to seeing/ meeting you guys. Like no, that part I'm for real on - you all MAKE MY FRIGGEN LIFE!!! BAH!! Let's go have some fucking fun!!! 

#loveyoulongtime

#NerdsUnite: Hold Up, Don't Tweet This!

<editorsnote> Nerds, meet Mark. I actually went to high school with this duderino, and he's super rad. Like for real rad - we had junior year math together, and he might not admit it - but he's pretty smart. He's going through some shizzy shiznat right now, and would like to talk about it ... HIT IT MARK!!  </editorsnote>

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's Mark Lindquist

My entire life I have held myself back and watched other people less fortunate/talented/motivated etc. rocket past me and achieve their dreams while I sat around with my excuses justifying why I couldn’t do it.  

WELL I AM HERE TO TELL YOU I AM COMING OUT OF MY SHELL!! A coming out party of a different kind….. if you will.  

I have waited for that chance to shine, to find that groove to follow, to catch a glimpse of an opening for my success. Now the door has opened and I am stepping in with confidence. It’s such a great time to be me because I am participating in the events that will create the lifestyle I want to have.

I can literally feel success right around the corner and the truth is that I have become good at being me.  If you can feel electricity running through these words it’s because I have stumbled onto a secret and just like any sales promotion will tell you, I’m here to give you the goods……. for free.

So what is stopping you from achieving the lifestyle you dream of?  Could it be that you aren’t using your energy efficiently? When information that excites and shocks us comes rocketing towards our digital social space we have a tendency to pass it along, re-tweet, and re-post before it has a chance to have a positive lasting impact. Why would we willingly participate in a virtual game of hot potato? What are we actually doing????? We are giving that energy away before we can use it for ourselves!!

The problem with passing along a hot tweet-izzle or scintillating photo is that we are stamping it with our approval or disapproval and unknowingly sending away a piece of our energy with it. It’s all about managing inflow versus out flow and I don’t know about you, but I lose enough energy just sitting in traffic.

Well this time why not try something different? Try holding that message in before sending it to your tweetable peeps and facebooking faces.  It even works well after an awesome night out. If you override your instinct to tweet and fb the details of an incredible night on the dance floor you can harness your energy for the next time and unleash a fury of dance moves, the likes of which the world has yet to see.  
Why should anyone do that? It boosts your confidence and allows for the channeling of that energy.  It’s easy to pass a hot potato to the next person because it’s hot. The task becomes more difficult when you try to hold in and transmute the energy for your own personal use. If something can make you immediately act, then there is real power behind it. Tap into that power and become proactive rather than a passive receiver of information and….  

With so many things to on the internet waiting to misguide and mislead us, it’s very important to sit on the information we take in. In doing so the truth will remain and the rest will fall away.  

So instead of immediately forwarding this, take a moment to center yourself…… Hold this message in awareness. What can you take from it? Maybe you can channel some of the energy and finish that project you have put off or you could talk to someone whose spirits could use some uplifting. At that point if it’s still worthy enough to send into the cloud of confusion then fire away.  I did in order to get this message to you, but only after contemplating this:  Life is reflective.  In order to bring in and attract the lifestyle I am looking for, I have to give out willingly to yours.

#nerdsunite

#NerdsUnite: Screw The Media, I Love My Ass!

<editorsnote> Nerds, meet Brian Freedman!! He makes funny videos on YouTube. Go watch: youtube.com/ImBrianFreedman. If you don't like 'em, he'll bake you pie. Mmmm... piiiiiiieeee. K. That is all. </editorsnote>

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's Brian Freedman

When you think about it, you could have the most perfect hips-waist-bust figure and yet people and yourself can still find something wrong with you.  At the end of the day, body perfection is an unachievable dream because everyone has different views on what's attractive. The only thing you have control over is your body and your view of said body. If you weigh 300 lbs and have puss coming out your eyes (too graphic?) but love yourself unconditionally, then who cares what the mailman thinks? There are plenty of women who are hot as hell with a plethora of men wanting to get in their pants but they feel their thighs are too thick, or their ass is too fat (and the problem is...?). Your body is not the issue...YOU are.

I'm average height, not amazingly tall. My weight is healthy for me (5'6" and 140 lbs~ish). I eat right, exercise, sleep well, lay off the stress...  You know, all that stuff you should do but probably don't. It's true that all of those help me with a better positive self-image, but again, even movie stars and models think they look like shit. It’s ironic that women are fed this idealistic body image filth of looking like an airbrushed model on the cover of COSMO because even those women struggle with their physique. A little while ago Oprah did a show on women who, when younger were models, and now in their 50s reveal how they struggled with their looks. One of them confessed after seeing herself dolled up for the cover of magazines, she kept trying to live up to that image in her real life. So if a model admits what she looked like to the public eye was false, why should women even bother idolizing it?  

The biggest self-image booster starts and ends with your thinking and how you feel about yourself and what God (or for atheists, what you were born with) gave you. You have one body your entire life. That is, until we figure out how to switch minds to other people and/or blank robots (but that won't happen for 20 years or so, so you're stuck with one body for now). I figure you might as well love it as much as you can. It's rare. VERY rare. The rarest thing in the world since no one else has your exact body. Except for identical twins. . . but for the sack of inspirationally motivating all you women out there, let us ignore that fact, shall we?  

Tomorrow morning when you wake up, before putting on makeup, while your hair's still a mess, go look at yourself in the mirror and repeat this uplifting mantra:

"Heyyy body. Daaaaammmmmnnnn you are looking sexy to-day! Holy shit if I was a man I couldn't keep my eyes off you! Let's go out today and turn some heads."  

You can word that however you want to, the point is respect and love your body and others will too.  

And for those singled out assholes who still think you look fat? Fuck 'em. Your body's amazing and that's that.

#nerdsunite

Check out more from Brian over yonder ...
YouTube: youtube.com/ImBrianFreedman
Facebook: facebook.com/pages/Brian-Freedman/119790301389812

#NerdsUnite: A saint reflects on the fate that will meet us all ...

<editorsnote> Nerds, meet Jordan. He's been writing for us for a while now ... actually come to think of it, he was one of the first writers on this site - so he's been here a superly duperly long time. He's got a lot of thoughts inside that big head of his, here are some of them ... HIT IT JORDAN!!! </editorsnote>

I just got back from one of my closest friends father's funeral.  I must say I have never been super phased by death. I know it happens and when it does I accept it. It was a joy to see the impact this man had on those attending and those that couldn't make it. He had lived to see his grand children and loved his wife for 31 years. I will still find myself drawn to tears at these events. It is sad to see a loved one go. To see them pass from this life to whatever lays beyond the veil. Still the love of those there was tangible. So saying that, I will usually go to funerals for people that I believe have lived lives full and found their peace in the end when they go to meet their creators. I still went and cried over the loss of my Grandma Orth and my Aunt Connie. Both powerful forces in my life. People that shaped me into the loving and overly joyous person I am today. It's never easy to lose the ones we care about. I have found that I do not go to funerals for those whom die young. To me those are tragedies. To lose someone in the prime of their lives. I have avoided the funerals of young family members and friends alike. I have been set upon by those in attendance for my lack of vigilance.

Still I will tell you true why I do not attend. When my cousin Rachael passed, I know I would have been granted leave to go and see her funeral. I know that work complications were not an issue and nor was my ability to get there in some form or fashion. To me it was something altogether different. You see the last time I saw her alive we rejoiced in our time together. We rarely got to see each other and so it was a moment of jubilation to see each other again. We had gone to Tulsa for an Anime convention and when I say we, I mean my friends Amy, Laura, and I. It was a perfect reason to see Rachael. So I took it, she may have lived in a very dodgy neighborhood and I may have gotten lost and had to ask a cop who was pulling a gun away from a man how to get back to the interstate. Still in that I got to spend some time with her. Later on a few years down the road, I found out she had passed. When my family asked if I wanted to go see her funeral I declined. I wanted to remember her alive. I wanted my final memory of the two of us to be together laughing and sharing stories of our grand adventures as children.  You know I do accept her passing, I acknowledge her absence in my life. Still I feel like she's just out of my reach and still somewhere out there. I haven't had to face the body of the dead. In that they live on in my memory alive and well. I cannot allow my final memory with someone my age to be of me looking down at what's left of them in this world cold and gone.

The same held true for my dear friend Dan Valentine. Whom had fallen ill with complications due to cancer. A cancer they failed to diagnose till it was too late. We had enjoyed some pretty marvelous adventures between the two of us as well. Not to mention countless conversations outside of Maes. I had gone with friends to see him while he was in the hospital; having refused Chemo he had also accepted his fate. Our time then may have been sad, but he was alive. He was smiling. We shared laughs and jokes at each others expense, which was pretty typical for us. I had even said, “I wished I could have lost as much weight as he had he was looking trim.” My phones ringer being set to, “Dun Dun Dun!” went off right after saying that. He smiled at me and said, “Did you plan that?” I replied, “Hell NO! That was just ridiculously bad timing.” We just laughed. It was as good a final meeting as we could have had. I think I knew as I left that hospital that it would be the last time I saw him. That I wouldn't get a chance to hear his voice or join in laughter again. So in that moment we made the very best of our time. I told him I loved him, I hugged him, and I walked out of his room and about a hallway away broke down. My friends and I just held each other and cried. Then went and had dinner and shared stories. A few weeks later after his passing they asked me to go to his funeral. I just couldn't Once again I didn't want my final memory of him to be me standing there looking at what life had left behind. It wasn't fair to take either of them at that time. Life can be a bitch like that sometimes. Still do not think me cold or callous for refusing to go to a young friends funerals. It isn't like that. It isn't my desire to not be there and hold my friends and remember. I will find them later and be there for them then. For me it has always been to remember them as living, loving, and caring friends that have moved me in life. Have impacted me in small and large ways. I will celebrate the short time they have had here. I will delight in my chance to have shared and walked with them in these moments we have been granted. So please understand that it is only out of love for their memory alive that I refuse to see them in death. 

#thatisall

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#NerdsUnite: 2 girls, 1 livestream (NEW LIVE SHOW!!! Starting in 4 days!!!)

Nerderinosssssssss ... I am SOOOOOOOO FRIGGEN EXCITED for our new live show. Like seriously, I know I get excited about a lot of things, heck that passion and excitement is part of what makes me so friggen nerdy - but seriously, I know in the depths of my soul that this is going to be able to help so many of you crack inside the female noggin and learn and grow as people. THAT, my friends, makes my life. You guys send me SO many amazing emails and questions everyday that I want to be able to share more of them with the world, and really grow through transparency. Seriously!! Come on, you guys will ask me ANYTHING about dating and relationships, but stop just short of asking me about sex - that's where @meowmistidawn comes in!! She's a married porn star! Like seriously? I am So. So. SO EXCITED!!!!

Submit questions, tell your friends. Like it says in the video guys AND girls are welcome to tune in and ask questions. Seriously, we're both SOOO unbelievably open, you can't offend. We just want to keep the discussion as frank and matter of fact as possible if ya know what I mean jelly bean!!!

Email: Questions@TalkNerdyToMeLover.com

Make sure you include your name (first name only) and age (an 18 year old might have a different sexual problem than a 45 year old).

Monday. September 12th. 8pm PST. I'll embed the livestream right here, so you don't have to go anywhere. Chat in with your friends by creating a ustream account - and let's just have fun, man.

I am so so so so so excited for this - so let's keep on keepin on!!!

WHOOP WHOOP!

#nerdsunite