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Can’t Handle the Pretty: Coming this Spring

So it’s become quite clear to me that I need to be on television. No one will hire me to do anything, including the job I already have, and while my youth is being wasted away in a cubicle I feel I’m doing a disservice to the universe by not letting you all share in my humor, wit and advice. Enter, Audrey Marks.

While we don’t exactly have the capabilities of broadcasting ourselves, we do have this blog, and it’s just as good. Audrey and I would like to bring to you a show so moving, so in-depth, so hard-hitting, you’d think it was on OWN. If we could only just figure out how to record our conversations, we’d be all set (it’s not easy, believe us – we tried all Friday night to get this done; Google+ hangout is not your friend).

For now you’ll just have to settle with our trailer. And no, I haven’t been having mini-marathons of The West Wing in my apartment. Why do you ask? Enjoy this glimpse into what we have to offer to you, world!

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Call Me, Maybe?

Ok. So last week, Justin Bieber threw down this video for his pal Carly Rae Jepsen, and, yeah, I took it as a challenge (and basically as a way to sing and dance around my apartment with a purpose). I called everyone I knew to get this thing going. Some of them might not be speaking to me anymore. But there were the brave few who knew that this World Premiere First Ever NoMad Blog Music Video Production was going to be epic. And they were right. The conversation went something like this:

Me: I want to make this video so I need you to record yourself lip syncing to this song and then send it to me.
Loved One: Done.

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Now This is What I Call a Valentine’s Day Card

It’s always a good day when you come home to a lovely Valentine’s Day card in your mailbox. It’s also a good day when you find out that someone is willing to shiv anyone who disrespects you. These are the rules of the playground my friends, and they are simple and finite (I also love the Victorian garb; never mess with a bitch in a corset).

So Happy Valentine’s Day to all my beloveds. If you’re reading this, know that you hold a special place in my heart. And remember, love means never having to say you’re sorry for you didn’t shiv someone in the prison yard.

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