#Fact: It's something unpredictable but in the end it's right, I just had the time of my life (cc: @stevenbward @blowfishshoes)

Wow. Wow. Wow. What an amazing weekend in Philly. I have to say, definitely top 5 in my life in fact.

The accidental DJ is still one of my favorite "I just pulled this out of my ass costumes ever." Plus, when I got awkward at the party I could do a one person dance party to Sussdio and no one even noticed. This photo though reminds me of the Baby Got Back video. HAHA classic! Dude, when someone hands you an ass at the party, you gotta start playing it! Jigga jigga jigga

Here's the song that goes with the post, btw ...

So, if you want the full rundown of the weekend you can check it out here. It explains how I ended up at a costume party on Saturday, and where I've been staying and all that jazz.

I just wanted to summarize in one last post my final thoughts if you will (hey Jerry heeyyyyyy. Jerry Springer, anyone anyone?) on the weekend as a whole.

I cannot stress enough how much I love social media. This ENTTIIIRRREEEE weekend from start to finish was fueled by social media.

It all started a couple Fridays ago when a friend of the site posted on my Facebook wall that I should come to Philly. I was all DUDE! Sure! If we get picked up for VidBlogger Nation season 4 I'll totes come down to Philly after hitting up NY - just lemme know if you have a couch I can crash on.

She was immediately all fuck yeah! I got a couch! Several, in fact.

Filed that away.

Then come Saturday, I was wrapping the filming of Season 3 for Vidblogger Nation in Boston and taking a break. I flipped on Vh1 and started watching Tough Love.

I had seen the show before, and loved it - but something in me clicked. I want to meet Steve Ward, I thought. I know a lot of people in TV, guarantee you one of my friends knows him - I should start feeling this out to see if anything is there.

I'm FASCINATED by social dynamics, and people in general - but it can be hard for me dating, because my analytical brain goes into overdrive and I'll want to break dudes down to figure them out. Certainly this is a defense mechanism on my part, but it is also pretty easy to do if you know what to look for - and after 103 dates I know what the fuck to look for. Dating for me as a whole is also incredibly difficult because I LOOVVEEEE what I get to do all day everyday. Do you know how rare that is with people? Seriously! People do not like their lives, and I cannot spend even an hour with someone, let alone a few months dating them if they don't jive with what they do.

In my head sitting there that Saturday night, I thought - this is a dude I need to talk to. Not just in a professional manner, but I was just interested in discussing attraction and social dynamics in general while batting my blue eyes of course and maybe periodically checking out the hiney.

OMMMMMMGGGG Steve is so fucking hot. Re-dic!

It's absurd. No one should be allowed to be that attractive, that intelligent, and into social dynamics. Me = putty.

So flash forward to Sunday, I had just gotten out of the shower and I pop on twitter to see what is going on in the world ... a friend of the site had tweeted out that Steve was livestreaming on Ustream.

STTFFUUUUUU, I thought.

Like I can talk to Steve.

Like he's right there on the other side of the monitor and like I don't have to even go through people I know I can have an IMMEDIATE connection with him?

I quickly click the link, and after a few minutes put my balls to the wall and ask him out.

I have nothing to lose in this scenario, and I also have no shame in general - so I very literally just asked him out right then and there.

He then clicks on my avatar, sees my twitter profile pic, and is all ... yeah! You're pretty cute. I'll go out with you.

HOLLLLLLLLLYYYY FUCKKKKKKK did I start screaming.

Really universe? Less than 24 hours after making a declaration with direct intent you deliver to me what I've been asking for?

WOOOOWWWW!!! The world is an amazing place.

Fortunately due to sheer luck, the chickadee that had posted on my wall that Friday just so happened to live in the same city as Steve, so not only did I have a place to stay - but a reason to go.

How to get there, I thought.

I then remembered that I had Southwest vouchers after posting about them when I was stuck in Chicago during my 4 cities in 30 days tour.

Ticket done.

Need a sponsor though, I thought.

See what I do is called narrative advertising; I am a corporate sponsored minimalist. I reach out to companies of products that I like and tell them a little bit about myself, my measure of influence, and then boom! I ask them if they are interested in sponsoring an adventure. We have a legit sales team now, and I just finished a super fancy pants sales video (it's not public but totes drop me a tweet if you want to see it) - but yeah - the bottom line is that if I was going to have an epic adventure like this, it had to be sponsored. This is my thing, man. I genuinely genuinely genuinely enjoy telling people about shit that doesn't suck, and I'm a sales person. Dudes, I was top rep for indirect sales in Verizon selling cellular activations when I was 22!! I was brought in to fail and became top in the nation - people enjoy buying, they just don't want to be sold to. I believe in Verizon and their handsets, so I could sell them! It's a fine line, but by finding products I am passionate about anyway, it just works.

One of the chickadees on the sales team suggested one of her twitter buds, this crowd called Blowfish Shoes as they have SERIOUSLY cute shoes, and every girl needs a cute pair of shoes on a date.

DONE AND DONE! I thought!

I then reached out to Blowfish (who had fortunately already heard of us), told 'em what was up, and they were SOOO rad, and TOTALLY game!!!!!

They let me pick out a pair of shoes, I picked Valora (size 7) ... OMMMMGGGG SO FRIGGEN CUTE!!!

Sponsor? Check

Flight? Check

Place to stay? Check

Ready to go? Absolutely!!!

Again you can read the rundown of everything over yonder - but basically, Steve handed me my ass on a silver platter during the date. I had no idea he was so passionate about tech and frankly so intelligent. I thought we'd be discussing social dynamics and he instead geeked out on google and dropped so much knowledge on me it shut me the fuck up.

I was very humbled. I wanted a date, but ended up with what I needed - a lesson.

Life is funny like that. =)

So that happened, and then to my surprise at the end of the date he asked me what I was doing Sunday night. Filming during the day, I said - but then after that not sure.

Come by my radio show, he said. I'd love to have you.

Wait, you just handed me my own ass, schooled me in my own game - and now you want to hang out again? Really? REALLY??

I wasn't even sure too what he meant by come by the studio. I didn't know if I was going to be on air, or very literally just sit by and watch.

I didn't promote it too much as to not let you guys down, but to my DELIGHTED surprise he actually did have me as a guest on his show.

I walked into the radio station strutting my stuff in my Blowfish shoes, and when one of the producers opened the door to the studio, Steve said JENNNN in a very excited voice, and said come here! Give me a hug.

OMG I thought. I am now hugging my crush. I might have partially blacked out and forgotten the first time, but this one ... this memory is STORED!!!

Here are some actual screen shots of the livestream that was up on Ustream broadcasting behind the scenes studio action ...

That's my elbow in the frame with Steve while I was writing down my twitter handle.

There I am sending out this tweet ...

HEHE that's me in the lower left hand corner. OMG OMG OMG me and Steve in the same frame.

::breathe Friel, don't forget to breathe::

Here I am getting the headphones on to talk on air.

One of the first questions he asked me was about dudes creeping on Facebook. Do you get that often, he asked. I shot back and said dude, I'm a lifecaster!! I welcome it!!! I'm transparent for educational purposes for others, and for spiritual purposes for myself.

His co-hosts all thought that was pretty rad.

There I am in the upper right hand corner talking on air, pretty much having the time of my life.

I was on air for about a half hour, then after the show wrapped everyone talked for a few minutes and then we headed out to our cars.

So someone really gave you their car to get here, said Steve.

Yeah! Ashley! The girl who posted on my Facebook wall in the first place offering me a couch to crash on. She gave me her car this entire weekend, how else did you think I was going to get here?

That's incredible he said.

That's what honesty gets you, I replied. People trust me.

He then thanked me for coming out tonight, and wished me luck. Keep in touch he said, and he leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Like seriously?!?! FIRST I get hugged, THENNNNN I get a kiss on the cheek???

<tangent> Dude, when I crashed the Grammys to meet Pete Cashmore he didn't even send me a tweet or anything. I genuinely just spooked the dude that I was able to talk my way through 6 checkpoints and get to him. mwahaahahah! That was mostly just luck to be perfectly frank, but all luck is is opportunity meeting preparation. Minimalists are very very very prepared people. </tangent>

I stood there frozen for a moment in my Blowfish Shoes.

OMG OMG OMG OMG this is one of the greatest moments in my life - store this memory Friel.

I paused for a second, YEP! STORED!!!

I then got into Ashley's car, and updated my Facebook status ...

This is happening, I thought, and it happened all because of social media. WOOOWWWW!!! This is HANDS DOWN the greatest time to be alive!!!

I smiled, and then called one of the suits on the scripted pilot. He and his wife are big fans of Steve and when I told him that we were going to go out, he FRREEAKKEEEDD saying he would pay for ringside seats.

You two going toe to toe? This. Will. Be. Good.

I had updated him on the fact that my ass had been handed to me, but I left him a final update that he gave me a kiss on the cheek ... and yeah, man - my life was made.

It is SUCH an incredible time in this space where opportunities are ZOOMING by you at a mile a minute. Have a pure heart, pure intentions, and just GENUINELY love who you are and what you are doing and PEOPLE. WILL. TAKE. NOTICE.

I'm not special, just awesome. I've spent the last two years building this brand and focusing VERY strongly on myself and creating as many shifts in my consciousness as I could by placing myself in situations that made me uncomfortable.

Steve from a business perspective might be ahead of me now, but baby I'm just getting out of the gate! Good things come in good time, but first you have to be ready - and that my friends is my current mission. Remember life is reflective and has to meet YOUR expectations of it. Learn to step up to your own plate, be bold by doing things that scare you, and watch how your life can change.

Thank you for this weekend Steve, Blowfish Shoes (BIGGGG thank you to them as well for the sponsorship!!! Dudes, check their shoes out. SOOOOO friggen comfortable!! To go from vans to heels like that was a big step - no pun intended), a HUGE HUGE HUGE HUGE HUGE thank you to Rachel and Ashley for your INCREDIBLE hospitality this weekend. Above and beyond doesn't even cut it. You BOTH will always have a place to stay in LA. Thank you. Thank you. THANK YOU!!!

And a special thank you to social media. For reals man, I adore you. Like I really really really do and like if you ever want to make out or anything - I'm like totally game just as an FYI. Upon making my declartion to the universe that I wanted to meet Steve, by using social media, and only social media, it only took me 13 days to be able to meet Steve and 14 days in total to get a kiss from him.

AMAZING!!!

Next up, I am headed to NYC to get my drink on this evening before my 6am flight from La Guardia. I'm going to map it out, but I know Megabus drops me off near Penn Station, so I'm just going to get a group together to kick it around there. If you're in the city and wanna grab a beer let's get this shit done man (hit me up on twitter)!! I sleep better on cross country flights with a buzz! HAHA!!! Loves it so long time.

#greatestweekendever

“Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard, and you’re kind, amazing things will happen.”

You can check out the livestreamed archive from last night on Ustream - go to LoveLab.com

You can see me enter in the studio at 2h:30, and at 2h:37 you can hear Steve say Talk Nerdy To Me, Lover (heheeheheeheh). AMAZING!!!

#Amazeballs: Social Media Revolution 2011

My plane was delayed in leaving Hartford yesterday, so while we were waiting to get the thumbs up for take off - they allowed us to turn back on our phones. Of course I popped on Twitter, and saw someone tweet this out.

Dudes, every time I see a vid in this series - it gives me chills. No, like literal chills.

Well, maybe not EXACTLY like that - but you get the idea.

WATCH!!

WE'RE NOT WORTHY! WE'RE NOT WORTHY!

#YAYSOCIALMEDIA

Surprise, You're Adopted!

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @maniacalmorgan 

Social media really has changed my life. It’s a huge part of who I am today. I found my current living situation through Twitter. I’ve reconnected with friends I hadn’t talked to in over 10 years through Facebook. My current job, which I love to death, is because of social media. Shit, I’m the Director of Social Media Marketing. Boom! “That’s great, Morgan. What the eff are you getting at?” It’s story time.

A little bit about me. I’m 24 years old. I was born September 24th in Cape Girardeau, Missouri, but raised in Los Angeles. I grew up in as an only child in an amazing family and love my mom and dad to death. I spent some time in public school in my early years, but was privileged to spend the majority of my schooling in private schools. I did spend the last 2 years of high school at an all boys military boarding school called The Marine Military Academy. I wasn’t a problem child, my parents just wanted me to get into a good college seeing as I was slacking in the academic department my first two years of high school. I was far more interested in sports and girls. After dropping out of Texas A&M: Galveston, things with my parents got rather rough. I fought all the time with my mom, as she had high expectations of me. Both of my parents are smart and successful, so seeing me drop out of school was a disappointment. I get it now, but that time period was rough. Although I could write a book about all of my life experiences, I’m here to tell you the story of one specific event.

So, I touched on the fact I was born in Missouri. My parents both lived in Los Angeles at the time, so when I found this out, I figured I just popped out early- while they were on vacation or something. I’m a guy, we’re not known for asking those kinds of questions. Or maybe, it’s just me. Either way, that’s what I thought. So, let’s rewind to the late 2007, early 2008. Myspace still hadn’t been completely dominated by Facebook. I had Cape Girardeau listed as my hometown because I found it cool that I’m not entirely an LA native. Anyway, I got a friend request from this older lady (37 years old if I remember correctly) who was from the same hometown. My thought process was that she was probably new to Myspace and was just adding people who had things in common with her. Alright, I accepted her. We were friends for a few months and she would send me the occasional nice message. I would reply back and just be friendly. Cool. One day (February 22nd, 2008 to be exact) I was chilling with two of my friends. Oddly enough, these are the two friends I’ve known the longest in life. My friend Matt who I’ve known for nearly 15 years and my friend Andrew who I’ve known for 10. Matt had informed me that this girl we went to grade school with had become a porn star. Immediately, we ran to the computer to find her on Myspace to see if it was true. I got to the computer first, so I logged into my Myspace. I had a message waiting for me in my inbox. It was from the nice older lady. Interested, I opened it with my friends hovering over my shoulder and this is what it said:

Im really not sure how to say this or even if I should. Ive tried so many times to tell you and every time I would get scared because Im not out to try to change ur life. I hope that I dont overstep any bounderies that I shouldnt overstep because thats not why Im here.
Did you ever wonder why I found you on myspace and that I was from the same hometown as you? well, the reason is because I'm ur biological mother. All your life (21 yrs)I have waited for you to be old enough to contact me or to contact you and without sussess on my end, it took me this long to find you. I want you to know that Ive never stopped loving, caring or wondering about you. Ive always wondered what u looked like, what ur personality was like, was you happy..ect..when I found u online, I couldnt believe it, after all this time, I finally found you. I sat and cried my eyes out and then wasnt for sure what to do from there. So, here I am.
Please know that it is TOTALLY your choice if you would like to persue this any further and the decision that you make, I will respect. I love you son, always have and always will no matter what! I just want you to be happy in life and for you to know that you are very specially loved.
I have pics up on my profile of my side of the family if you are interested, please feel free to take a look at them. I want you to know that you also have a little brother (full blood) thats 9 yrs old. Atleast you will know what some of your background is. You are amazingly beautiful, which I always knew you would be.

At this point in the message, I started laughing. There’s no way I was adopted. I would have known something. I mean, I have blonde hair and blue eyes just like my mom. No way! I closed the message and proceeded to look up my old classmate. Sure enough, she had become a porn star. Hilarious! I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach in regards to the message. I couldn’t shake it. I went back to the message and finished reading it with my friends still sitting beside me.

Your parents, **** and ***, have been wonderful over the years, writting to me here and there, letting me know a little about your life. They are wounderful people and I love them with my heart and sole. Im not sure how much your parents have told you and I dont want to upset them and Im not here to start a fued between you and your family, please believe me when I say that.
Im not here to make you feel obligated to talk to me, I just want you to know that the option is there. (with open arms and an open heart)Im sure your curious, I know I am and I would be honored in answering any questions that you have. If you ever want to contact me, you can reach me by email, here, phone, or write to my home..heres all the info..
1) email.: *******************
2) address: *****************
3) Cell phone: ***************
I hope that our lives will one day unite but until then, please take care of yourself and be happy Morgan, and know that my heart is always open for you. Feel free to contact me anytime...
Ive always loved you
love,
*********

I hate to do this to you amazing people, but I will have to continue this story later. This is a very emotional story and a pivotal part of my life. I’ve never actually shared the message with anyone and reading it brings tears to my eyes. I am surrounded by love in my life, and I’m very lucky to have discovered even more people that love me. Stay tuned for the next portion of this tale.

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#Adventures of @DustyCPollyD: Relationship Status - In Love With Social Media!

#TalkNerdyToMeLover’s Polly Dixon

I moved to Los Angeles last year and in all honesty, last year could have been the worst year of my life. It was tough adjusting to life here. I’m a very social person and not being around people makes me depressed. And this town is full of fakes and flakes. People say one thing and do another. People make plans and then cancel or don’t show up. To some extent, it’s the same everywhere but here, it just seemed so much worse. I believe that if it hadn’t been for social media, I would be in a much different place than I am now…and maybe not even in Los Angeles, and certainly not writing for Talk Nerdy To Me, Lover.

In case you were bored and have nothing to do at work. This is a recap of my unimportant life, as told by Social Media.

Messaged Dusty Cooper on Facebook to rekindle our friendship and ask if I could stay on her couch. She said yes! Linked up with my now roommate through Facebook as a friend of a friend to check out if he was a decent human being. We are still roommates. Re-connected with a local boy who I had a fling with before I moved here. Got some lovin! Added every person I met on Facebook as my friend. Got to go to some fabulous parties. Met my next boy toy via Facebook, thanks to friends. We dated for several months. Started a Buds and Ham Sammies Facebook page. Recruited a ton of fans. Became a Focus Rally reality show contestant thanks to my numbers on Twitter and Facebook. Didn’t make it but had tons of fun recruiting friends.  Networked with people for jobs through Facebook. Working on the job thing. Met Jen Friel through Twitter. In love – solid girl crush. Joined Meetup.com and went to some meetups. Have some new fabulous girlfriends. Cute Trainer admitted he couldn’t find me on Facebook. He’s stalking me – It’s true love.  Met a girl at Barneys Beanery through FourSquare. We were sitting next to each other! She lives down the street! We are new besties. Boys. Boys. Boys. I love becoming friends with them on all levels of social media. Cannot go wrong there. Also. If peeps are not involved in social media…I’m usually not interested. Updated my Linked In account. Turns out, my past colleagues have very important contacts out here that are going to be so useful to me.

Um. That is all. For now. How do we even function in today’s society without Social Media?!? My love affair with social media does not end there. I have met some of my bestest, closest friends in town through social media. It’s really just the beginning and I’m so excited.

#happyhumpday

So ... that's what #socialmedia is??

HAHAHAHAHAHAAH!!! Looky looky what was just posted on my Facebook wall ...

hahahahaahahahaha this is where i peed. you can make a checkin on the potty. oh goodness, oh goodness.

BAHHHHHHHH!!!! That's a knee slapper!

#bitchin

thanks for the post scott!!! xoxoxo