Hall of Fame “Adventures” Include:
- Getting a social media shout out from Britney Spears
- Crashing the Grammy Awards
- Crashing the Spiderman Premiere
- Crashing an SNL after party (while underage)
- Inheriting a national monument in Ireland (I call it “caretaking”)
- Dancing on stage with Prince
- Losing everything I owned in a massive cockroach infestation
- Bartering social media to live for a year getting to 12 states with $10 to my name
- Meeting Jack Dorsey and Rick Rubin outside of a teepee
- Planning the meeting for my friend and neighbor’s murder (you can’t google what to do in that situation)
- Outing a con-man using synesthesia
- Accurately identifying gang stalking
- Setting legal precedent in the state of CT at age 17
- Having my life rights, trademarks and intellectual property sell in a four way bidding war between ABC, CBS, NBC, and FOX networks (not actually based on the truth of my life, but on what someone else wanted from it).
- That was BEFORE I found out I’m autistic and have a condition called synesthesia.
::duh:: No shit, sherlock! How do you think I did all those things?!
"Non-Hall of Fame Adventure" posts ... but still funny & insightful:
#BurningMan: That time being called a Virgin Burner was a “good thing” (kinda NSFW)
Besides, just because I made the decision to go to the Burn, didn’t actually mean that I had any sort of ticket. Did I mention how difficult tickets are to get? (I actually learned that they release 50,000 tickets to any sort of “camp” that creates art … tell you more about that
#RealDeal: I went to prom and took molly in front of Moby
I then quickly slid the loose wristband off and walked back outside. Pro tip: when a bouncer of any kind is putting on a wristband, explain to them you feel “claustrophobic” if it’s on too tight. When it’s loose, you can slide it right off your wrist and pass it to someone else. Before yo
#NerdsUnite: An algorithm for happiness (an understanding of expectation vs reality)
We then make the trek up the hill to my new friend’s car, and I could tell within .25 seconds we were going to be friends. Out of everyone in the group, I could tell how down to Earth she was, and could intuitively tell she was going to utter the same sentence of “this isn’t really me.” I
#Confession: I had sex with a married man (and btw, I don’t regret it)
I’m not sure what kept my interest in that exact moment – the radical honesty? the marketing of intelligence? I’m not the kind of person that would ever want a guy because he was “someone else’s,” in fact quite the opposite … I’m more likely to ask for a threesome.
#DodgeDartDrive: My response to @jalopnik
click the image to read the article So, a few hours ago – my buddy over at the popular car blog Jalopnik gave me a heads up that a story about me was about to go live. (Pretty decent of him actually)
The story then goes live at 4:30 EST and it made no sense. First off, they included a
So, last night I danced on stage with #Prince, Susan Sarandon, and Craig Robinson …
Yeah. Totally not kidding. Wanna know how it happened?
Because of my spirithood.
Like period. End of sentence.
Actually, first, let’s take a few steps back. Did you guys know I even got the new Night Owl Spirithood? No prolly not – cause I haven’t even posted on it yet
#NerdsUnite: An Analysis of 103 #OkCupid Dates in 9 Months
All of the dates were a total blast. There were less than 5 that I can honestly say I didn’t enjoy, and only 2 that I actually wanted to walk out from. The OKC algorithm is AMMAAZIINNNGGG at matching people, but chemistry is intangible. I was curious to find the organic root of attraction. What ar