I bet you didn't know that I was going to have video posts. I didn't either. Todd and I made some funny videos on the way up to Houston this weekend, so I figured I'd smoosh them in with the PRK video and make a little episode out of it.
I plan on making more of these in the future because it was fun and probably more entertaining to watch than my posts are to read. Enjoy, and let me know what you want to see on video.
Oh, and the quality is crappy on two of the clips because we used my phone. It was an impromptu series of stunts.
When you texted saying, "Wait until you see what Todd and I did on the way to Houston!" I was thinking it would be hot ladies or "Thug Life" tats. You're a nut, but I love the show.
After a long day in the sun at the 2010 Crossfit Games in LA, I've flopped into my Aeron in the RV, which is parked near my old stomping grounds in Hollywood. I found an amazing parking spot right near the Farmer's Market that has no street cleaning and is always empty at night. You'd be surprised how important things like street cleaning become when you live in an RV. Anyway, I don't have enough energy left to pull myself out of my chair, so it's time to tally up the survey results from a couple weeks ago and share what I learned.
This one was totally unexpected. Around a third of the people who responded said that they want more Life Nomadic. To be totally honest, I didn't know people were that interested in it. The site, when it was separate, never developed the same sort of following this site has.
Last Wednesday morning, on March 16, 2011, I launched my big gay video in which I basically come out to everyone and anyone who didn't already know or directly hear from me that I am gay.
If you haven't seen it yet, here it is . . .
So far, the response has been overwhelmingly positive, and I am so grateful. In the grand scheme of things, this video marks a new era in my artistic and creative output. I'm gonna be more forthcoming about my feelings involving gay rights and human rights in general. Things are going to have a thick layer of shiny fairy dust before leaving my tiny Asian sweatshop of goods and services.