This Week's Best Stuff on the Internet

The award goes to this gal, whose dedication to a prank on her brother goes on far longer than it needs to. Precisely why I love it. 

An essay about being a woman in your thirties who is ambivalent about kids but knows, theoretically, that she wants to have them? Wait a sec.... did I write this? 

In case you were looking to have your heart explode today: these before and after doggie pics!

Maybe there is a god, and no, I am not just saying that because Netflix is apparently making a Wet Hot American Summer series.

Wow. Consider my life changed by these envelope-pushing, real-life food hacks.

Have you seen this 70s photo essay from Time magazine featuring rock stars at home with their parents? This should've broken the Internet, not a pic of Kim Kardashian's butt.

ATTN! Don't touch that beautiful, mid-century Mamie [Eisenhower] pink bathroom! Look how chic they can be!

Traveling/camping/living your regular life? Yep, me too. I bought this dry shampoo and am never looking back. It's made this whole camping in New Zealand thing waaaaay easier.

PS if you are going to New Zealand, splurge on a night or two here. We did, and I couldn't be happier about the stunning views, great tea, excellent hospitality (snacks! Wine! Rides to town!), lightning-fast Internet, fancy herbal soap, roaring fireplace and hillside hot tub. I never want to leave and am currently trying to figure out how to convince Josh that we need to stay one more night. 

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Everyday Eleanor: Ross Everett

Ross, eating a fish in Istanbul. 

Ross, eating a fish in Istanbul. 

You might know him as the YouTube dude, but I know Ross Everett as the nicest person I met in all of 2014. He was also the host of the New Show on Discovery Digital, until it got cancelled. Instead of cryin' about it (PS Ross, it's totally cool if you did cry about it), he leapt at an opportunity to travel Europe-- which he had yet to embark on prior to this interview. I talked to him about being Internet famous, what freaks him out about traveling alone and who killed Hae Min Lee (you did listen to Serial, right?). 

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How did you get into film (do you call it film? Moviemaking? Videoing? I have no idea.) in the first place? 

Film is a very prestigious way to refer to YouTube videos, but seeing as how you don’t get into the field without a healthy dose of narcissism, I’ll allow it.  

I kind of tripped and fell into it. During an internship in college I met my friend Brett who was very involved in YouTube- sorry, “film”- and he brought me into it. I was already very interested in making my own videos but hadn’t really explored the online platform until we met. After that it was a combination of being in the right place at the right time with the right material. Brett and I started a web series together called “Shitty Roommate” and eventually making YouTube videos became a full time gig. 

I hear you’re a pretty big deal on YouTube. How’d that happen? 

My favorite type of rumor. I’ll let it perpetuate. I wrote and produced for a lot of popular YouTubers before I was even in front of the camera myself. It wasn’t until I joined SourceFed (a popular YouTube news channel) that I gained any sort of public persona. I was there for about a year as part of the ensemble and then left to pursue my own show. Which I see you’re about to ask about in the next question. 

Ross & those houses from that show with Bob Saget that wasn't America's Funniest Home Videos.

Ross & those houses from that show with Bob Saget that wasn't America's Funniest Home Videos.

Recently, the Discovery Digital Network picked up your talk show, The New Show. Even more recently, they cancelled it. What was your biggest takeaway from the experience?

I like working with people. I realized how important to me it is to be in a creative space surrounded by likeminded individuals. I’m glad I took the opportunity because I think we made some amazing content on The New Show and that exists online forever now. It’s the kind of thing you want to exist online forever, no offense to those that hate that idea like Anthony Weiner or Paula Deen.

Instead of wallowing in the cancellation sorrow, you decided to take a big-ass adventure. Why?

I made the mistake of not traveling before. I had this break between SourceFed and The New Show that I spent worrying about my next gig instead of taking the down time and doing something amazing. I promised myself that if I got that opportunity again I would take advantage of it. Also, it didn’t hurt that less than an hour after I got the call that the show was cancelled I got a trip offer to go to Israel. So, the universe gave me a nice nudge on that one.

When/where are you going & for how long?

I’m going a bunch of places and nothing is totally set in stone yet. I know that I have a flight into and out of Israel a month apart and I’m going to fill the time in between with some very cold places. Tentatively, I’m looking at Istanbul, Budapest, Prague, Krakow, and Berlin. I’d also like to see Rome, but that’s mostly because I like Gladiator movies.

You’re hitting the road solo. Are you scared? How is that affecting your planning/decision making?

I’m not scared, but I’m also not comfortable (which I think is just my normal state of being). Part of this trip is to do something brand new that I’ve never done before, so I don’t exactly know how it’s affecting my planning/decision making other than I’m the one to plan and make decisions. I think I’ll make friends who are also traveling and if they have more experience than me I’ll just copy everything they do. I assume “fake it ‘til you make it” applies to everything, not just show business.

What are you most excited for? Most nervous about?

I’m most excited to be doing my own thing. Often I get caught up looking at what everyone else is doing and comparing myself to them, which always makes me feel like I’m behind in some way. I think getting away from all that so entirely that it’s impossible to compare is going to be really liberating. “Who cares if So-And-So just released a book, or Yadda-Yadda is getting a talk show? I’m in a bath in Budapest.” is what I hope to say.

I’m most nervous about no knowing the language. I’ve had dreams recently where I’ve been in a French speaking country (which isn’t even on my itinerary) and been totally lost. I’m a talker so not being about to talk to people would be a nightmare for me. In this case, quite literally.

Prior to this trip, what’s the farthest away from home you’ve ever been?

I went to Israel in High School on an organized trip, so I guess distance-wise that’s the furthest, but I knew everyone on the trip so it wasn’t incredibly out of my comfort zone. 

What’s next for you, workwise? 

I just went on a road trip with my friend Steve down the west coast (as a bit of a dry run for this bigger Euro trip) and filmed it for my channel. I’ve really liked editing them together as sort of a Travel Vlog meet The Wonder Years type video and I’m going to keep doing that as I embark on my own. 

Last question: who killed Hae Min Lee?

Best Buy.

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Follow Ross Everett on TwitterYouTube, Instagram and if you're really lucky, through some train station in Europe. 

You can check out my other Everyday Eleanor interviews in the archives. You know you want to.

I want to hear your Everyday Eleanor story. Email me at heyeleanorproject@gmail.com.

7 Non-essential Items that Make Travel Better

The view from Thala Beach Lodge - Port Douglas, Queensland, Australia

The view from Thala Beach Lodge - Port Douglas, Queensland, Australia

I am currently on my honeymoon in Australia.

I really should be doing something romantic with my husband right now... like drinking champagne and eating strawberries. Truth is, he had to send his boss a Powerpoint presentation, so we're doing a little Internetting (and drinking some wine) after a day spent SCUBA diving at the Great Barrier Reef. I can't believe I friggin did that... and to think a year ago, diving was by biggest fear

Up top is the the view from our hotel.

Not too shabby. 

Anyhow, we're settling in Australia, getting ready for dinner on Monday night (ps it's still early Monday where you probably are!).

I made it here with everything I needed: my passport, a credit card and a change of underwear. But I packed A LOT of things I wanted, which accounts for the other 44 pounds in my suitcase.

Here's the seven things I don't travel without. 

I've only used it twice, but I am loving the Mini Jambox!

I've only used it twice, but I am loving the Mini Jambox!

Mini Jambox

There’s about one million blue tooth enabled, portable speakers. After sampling a bunch, I opted for the Mini Jambox for three specific reasons: One, it’s tiny. Two, it allegedly holds its charge for 17 hours. And three, it sounded pretty darn good compared to that Beats by Dre Pill thing (which I am convinced isn’t all it’s cracked up to be). I tried it out in my kitchen last week and loved it. Hopefully it’ll keep us in tunes throughout this trip.

 

It's a one man band, in textile form. 

It's a one man band, in textile form. 

Turkish Towel

I love the look of a Turkish towel, but I never really understood them. Are they towels? Scarves? Tapestries? Things meant solely for looking pretty in an Instagram pic? After some Googling, it turns out all of those things are true (and just look at the keyword-laden title on Amazon. Sheesh!). My sister-in-law recently bought me one, and I opted to bring it along. You never know when you might need a towel, a little something to wrap around your shoulders on a cool evening or need a pretty barrier between you and, say, a grody train seat. I think the Turkish towel will be incredibly useful, and the fact that folds down into the size of a t-shirt makes it especially fab for travel.

I'm so fancy, you already know.

I'm so fancy, you already know.

Fancy Travel Candle

I used to think the gift of a candle was a really nice way to tell someone I don’t know you that well. However, I am now way into them, especially when I travel. Nothing jazzes up a hotel room like a beautiful scented candle. I love these small ones from Voluspa—the lidded canister makes them portable and easy to toss into your suitcase.

Comfy Hoodie

I never, ever, ever travel without some sort of comfy hoodie, like this one I splurged on at lululemon. Perfect after a day at the beach, at breakfast, on the airplane, whenever. Definitely not as classy as a cashmere wrap, but who ever said I was classy?

Backpacks: not just for kindergarteners anymore!

Backpacks: not just for kindergarteners anymore!

Cool Backpack

I asked for (and got! Thanks Whitey and Colleen!) a Herschel backpack for Christmas. One that fit my big-ass laptop that I am currently wishing was a light as a feather Macbook Air, not a heavy MacBook Pro. They’re stylish, functional and easy to carry.

Looks like makeup, but it's actually sunscreen. 

Looks like makeup, but it's actually sunscreen. 

Colorscience Mineral Sunscreen

Apparently the sun is one million times stronger in Australia than anywhere else on earth*. Precisely why I am bringing loads of sunscreen with the best of intentions. You’re supposed to reapply that stuff every few hours, right? Right. But I can’t stand slathering pore-clogging sunscreen over my makeup. Yuck! Luckily, I was introduced to this awesome mineral sunscreen (approved by the American Cancer Society!) that lightly sits on top of your skin, sans that gross oil slick appearance. It’s NOT makeup, so my hubby can and WILL be wearing it, too.

(*unsubstantiated fact)

So tiny. So essential. 

So tiny. So essential. 

Travel Cribbage Board

And how could I forget the crème de la crème of non-essential (BUT completely essential!) travel goodies: my travel-sized cribbage board. It makes time fly when you’re twiddling your thumbs at the airport, drinking an afternoon beer on the beach or relaxing after a long day of adventuring. If you don’t know how to play, it’s easy to get the hang of, provided you know how to count to 31. 

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Whelp, time for me to get back to relaxing. In the meantime, tell me what you always bring with on a trip?

PS Photos from Amazon.com.

Quitters: I Left My Agency Job to Start My Own Web Design Company

You'd never guess a lady this eats lunch in the bathtub. Oh, the perks of working from home!

You'd never guess a lady this eats lunch in the bathtub. Oh, the perks of working from home!

I met Michelle in college, where we both learned the art of journalism & strategic communications between Badger football games and pitchers of beer at the KK (or maybe that was just me... nah, I'll bet it was her, too). We recently reconnected due to the fact that we both threw ourselves headlong into the blogging and entrepreneurial biz. We talk about finding the courage to leave your job, dealing with guilt and why you might want to take her advice with a grain of salt. 

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Let’s get down to business: What did you quit & why?

I quit my seven-year agency job as a web designer to start my own web design company, Hello Blu Studio, and grow my second business, Rosy Blu.

There are a lot of reasons I did it. I mostly wanted the lifestyle change of being in control over my time and exactly how I spend it. I felt I had outgrown my position, and was ready for a new challenge. I’m also planning ahead for having a family, and want complete control over the balance of working/making money versus being a mom.

I first had the idea to work for myself nearly three years ago, but really started planning for it in earnest the first part of this year. I celebrated my first day of self-employment on August 18.

What did your life feel like before you quit?

Crammed full, and constantly frustrated, overwhelmed and stressed. I had switched to part time the previous fall to help alleviate my overwhelm at work and give me space from feeling burned out (you never know until you ask), which was helpful, but I still felt overbooked and unfulfilled.  

I’ve been running Rosy Blu for over three years, and started putting the wheels in motion for Hello Blu Studio this spring, so for six months I was working 25 hours a week at my day job on top of running one business and putting the foundation in place for another. I had to say no to a lot of things in order to stay sane, which comes with guilt and a feeling of missing out, and even after saying no to things, I felt like I was burning the candle at both ends.

What pushed you to quit? Was it a specific moment, a constant internal nagging or something else?

It was constant internal nagging, growing more desperate over time. There was nothing inherently wrong with the job itself, but I could just feel it wasn’t a fit for me anymore, and the longer I stayed, the more agitated I became about it. I think I was deeply affected by how stagnant that part of my life was, and it got to a point where I simply couldn’t help making a change, because I was so miserable and unsatisfied. 

The hardest part about quitting?

For me, it was having the patience to not go crazy between the time I decided to quit, to the day I was able to actually do it. I had financial and logistical reasons why I couldn’t quit right away, so there were exhausting months of working nights and weekends in addition to my regular job to get momentum going.

Plus, the more you develop the idea of where you’re going, the more miserable your current situation seems in comparison. Which is necessary, I think, because otherwise you might never actually pull the trigger, but it feels awful when you’re in it.

I have a tremendous amount of respect for my former employer, so even though the position was no longer a good fit for me, I still was conscious of not wanting to take advantage of them. It was wearing to reconcile the frustrated feeling of wanting to quit, with the reality that I owed them good work while I still chose to receive paychecks from them. It wore me out, but I worked very hard to keep from phoning it in at that job, right up until the end.

Quitting can be emotionally taxing. Who or what helped you cope?

My husband was and is an angel. He listened to me ruminate about my problems and aspirations over and over and OVER while I was working my way up to this, made me feel better when I was doubting myself and gave me practical ideas when I had run out of solutions. It was his idea for me to switch to part time. And I don’t take for granted what a huge risk he agreed to in encouraging me to pursue this change. 

Another thing that has helped me cope is using my worst frustration to motivate me to take action. One of my favorite mantras is the African proverb, “When you pray, move your feet.” Every time I had a particularly bad day, or was feeling frustrated by not being able to quit yet, I’d use the feeling—of stagnation, or anger, or disappointment—as fuel to take one more step toward what I wanted. It’s important to pray (or dream, or hope, or whatever) for a way out of a situation that doesn’t work for you, but you also need to do something about it. You have to constantly do your part to make your own success inevitable.

One more that made a huge difference in coping was appreciating what I already had going for me. I got tired of constantly striving toward a goal I knew I needed to wait for, and I sought ways to feel more content and satisfied right away. I actually put together the practices I used that helped me to create my Love What You Have email course, because there are a million reasons why people get in the habit of feeling that constant dissatisfaction, even if it’s not about their job. It’s still a focus of my life, because loving what you have changes absolutely everything.

Was quitting scary for you? Why or why not?

It was so terrifying. Even knowing deeply that I was making the right decision, there’s so much to be scared of when you’re confronting the unknown. 

In addition, there’s a little-known aspect of entrepreneurship I’ve found to be true, which is that starting a business and selling your own stuff makes you confront a whole bunch of fear baggage you didn’t know you had. Learning to put a price tag on your service or product and standing confidently behind it means working through self-worth and “impostor complex” issues. Another huge one is learning the critical distinction between constructive negative feedback and negative feedback from someone who’s not going to like what you do no matter what—and not letting either one convince you that you suck and need to quit.

How did you feel immediately after you quit?

Equal parts relieved and terrified. Amazed at how many opportunities fell into place, even in the very first week, that I could never have predicted. There was also that feeling of seeing my bank account temporarily drain down to the double digits. That feeling wasn’t so great. 

The feeling of going from a set daily routine to no routine at all was surprisingly unsettling. I was mostly thrilled to have finally achieved the goal I’d been working toward for so long, but it’s still hard to describe the transition as smooth.

How do you feel now? Any regrets?

The bank account has stabilized, thank heavens. I am still sure I made the right decision. I’m slowly adjusting the lack of external routine, and am learning what a good routine looks like for me, which feels wonderful and liberating.

If there had been a way to arrive at my goal of self-employment without getting burned out and exhausted, I would love to know what that was. But I’m kind of making up for it by being able to take naps or breaks in the middle of the day now, if I want, or eating lunch in the bathtub, which I do frequently. It’s really, really fun to be in the part of the process where the hard work is paying off.

I learned from all the choices I made along the way, so no, I don’t really have any regrets.

How has quitting changed your life?

I’ve gone miles on the path of learning to trust myself, and I’m also a lot more reverent about powers at work that I can’t see. A lot of opportunities fell into place to make this possible that I can’t take credit for—even just the number of friends and acquaintances who know me and like me, who have referred work to me and filled up my client docket makes me feel awe and gratitude for how supported I am by the people around me.

The concept of creating my own reality is HUGE, now that I have near-complete control over what every single day looks like. Mostly in a good way, but also a little ominous. (For example, what if I accidentally and irrevocably screw it all up?)

Advice to someone who’s thinking of quitting?

Take everyone else’s advice with a grain of salt. There are billions of tips and words of wisdom on the internet. Some might be helpful, some of them are obviously wrong for you; others are less obviously wrong for you. I spent a lot of time trying to set my path up based on what someone else’s experience had shown, only to realize that no matter how similar their situation, there are nuances that throw certainty into the wind.

Be open to experimenting, and don’t be afraid to reject advice that’s not right for you (or recognize when it’s time to stop asking for advice and do something).

My best advice, I guess, is to learn to follow your intuition, even if there’s no outside advice to support it. You’re creating a new path, after all.

Also, you are amazing, so take good care of yourself along the way.

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Michelle Urbick is the founder of Rosy Blu  (for creating order + ease at home) and Hello Blu Studio (for web marketing like a human). Her newest book, 101 ways to make SPACE in your day, will be available in January 2014. Her favorite thing to do is eat lunch in the bathtub. You can find her on Twitter and Pinterest. 

Check out other Quitters here.

PS If you want to share your quitting story, email me at heyeleanorproject@gmail.com. Things I'd love to hear about: quitting a significant romantic relationship, giving up being an elite athlete, dropping out of med school/law school/doctorate program... and whatever else you're quitting!

#330. I Reluctantly Revisited This Place for the First Time in A Decade

Books I've paid money for. 

Books I've paid money for. 

I grew up in Mayberry, basically.

Except it was called Stillwater, Minnesota-- an idyllic, historical town along the St. Croix River. There's a quintessential American main street, a diner with waitresses who've worked there since the Reagan administration, townie bars where everyone knows your name and all your business. Literally.

The Stillwater Public Library is one of the most beautiful places in town.

Ye Olde Stillwater Public Library | Photo by McGhiever 

Ye Olde Stillwater Public Library | Photo by McGhiever 

Built in 1902 (and funded mostly by Andrew Carnegie), the stunning Beaux Arts building looks old-timey fancy and overlooks the Saint Croix River.

As a kid, I remember loving trips to the library, digging through shelves to find books from the Sleepover Friends series (not Babysitters Club, which I only liked because I wanted to have Stacey's handwriting) and creepy R.L. Stine thrillers.

The librarians were so librarian-y (except one who always looked more like a cocktail waitress). At any rate, I loved the public library as a kid.

 

Fast-forward to my sophomore year of college.

 

University of Wisconsin, circa 2003. I enjoyed studying at coffee shops and the college's libraries. It was nice to get out of my crappy apartment. One day, I walked by the Madison Public Library and thought, "Hmmm... why have I never studied there?"

So I popped in. 

 

Pardon my honesty, but I immediately noticed a distinct funk in the air.

 

The building was old (in a bad way), filthy and reeked of body odor. Hrmm. I wasn't just going to walk out, so I continued on and looked for a place to sit.

The entire library was full of homeless people, including this one guy John who regularly slept in the stairwell of my duplex (another weird story for another day).

I sat down and tried to be cool about it. Shortly thereafter, some creepy guy started talking at me. I escaped to the bathroom, which was littered with toilet paper. Next to the sink sat two empty 40s. People drink in a library? Are you kiddin' me?!

 

Smell ya later, scary library!

 

I told a few friends about my library experience and they were all like, "Yeah, that's the library for ya!" WHAT?! I thought the libraries are all puppies and rainbows and old people checking out large print books. What a sheltered life I'd lived!

 

I was so turned off, I did not enter another public library until a month ago.

 

I'd joined my first book club. Instead of buying the book, I decided I would borrow from the brand new Hennepin County Library, which just opened a mile from my house. 

The scary library. Photo courtesy Hennepin County Library 

The scary library. Photo courtesy Hennepin County Library 

I was nervous about a few things.

One, parking. Street parking is impossible near the library. I'd normally walk, but it was two degrees. Two, the rigmarole of obtaining a card. Three, finding my book. And lastly, creepy people. 

When I pulled up to the library, I realized they have heated, underground parking for $1 an hour. Not only that, but it was nearly empty and well-lit. 

Welcome to the cleanest parking lot in Minneapolis!

Welcome to the cleanest parking lot in Minneapolis!

Well, that was easier than expected.

 

As I entered the library, I immediately noticed the abundance of natural light flooding through the south-facing, floor-to-ceiling windows.

 

No funky smell. Incredibly clean. Quiet. 

 

Next, I told the librarian I needed a library card. I expected her to be all judgmental (why don't you already have one?! I'll bet you don't even take public transportation!), but she wasn't. I showed her my driver's license and within minutes, I had my card. 

 

Now onto finding the book.

 

I realized I didn't even know what I was looking for: Fiction or non-fiction? No idea. Author name? You got me. I knew the book title, and hoped the computer sitting at a nearby kiosk was available for folks to search. 

In the Garden of Beasts by Erik Larson. Non-fiction. I wrote down the author's name and walked toward the non-fiction section. 

Larson, Larson, Larson. Where were the Ls? I finally found them and lo-and behold, Erik Larson was not in the LA section. In fact, I couldn't find any Larsons or Larsens or La-anything. Then it hit me:

 

Remember the Dewey Decimal System?!

 

Is that still a thing? Turns out, it IS still a thing, so back to the kiosk I went to find the number associated with my book, which was actually E748.D6 L37 2011. Of course!

 

Found it. 

In the Garden of Beasts = highly recommended!

In the Garden of Beasts = highly recommended!

I walked to a different computer, which looked like one of those self-check lanes at a grocery store. I didn't want to ask, "how do I use this do-hickey." I am a millennial and we know how to use technology. It was actually pretty easy: scan my library card, scan the book's barcode, print receipt. It's kind of crazy that in my lifetime, we've gone from card catalogues and check out cards to a totally computerized system.

 

Welcome to the future, y'all!

 

Thirty minutes and fifty cents on parking. That's all this trip cost.

People were friendly, not drinking malt liquor or shouting at me and it was clean, clean, clean! And the best part: the library is like Barnes and Noble or Amazon or Half-priced Books... but FREE!

What a concept! Have you guys heard of libraries yet? They are the next big thing.  

I'll be back soon, library. And I'll bring along the 90 cents I owe you for this two-day overdo book. 

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Sometimes overcoming the mundane things are the scariest... but most rewarding! For example, the time I rode the bus home from work, the time I bought houseplants (they are all still alive, by the way!), and the time I made a rack of lamb at home

#329. I'm Starting A New Hey Eleanor Project & I'm So Scared/Excited!

Watch out, world!

Watch out, world!

I don't know about you, but after this long holiday season, I am feeling like absolute poo. 

Remember just two weeks ago when I declared I'm a morning person?

Well... who kidnapped that lady and replaced her with what could not, would not get out of bed today? I even fell asleep last night at 9 pm. My belly feels awful, my skin looks disgusting, my house is in shambles.

I surely can't be the only one who's having trouble bouncing back, but this has been a great lesson in realizing that even when you think you've got everything all figured out, all it takes is a few non-routine days strung together to throw you into a tailspin.

But this is not what I wanted to tell you about today.

Today, I am doing starting something really fun and exciting and scary. Remember last November when I asked you to pitch me your own Hey Eleanor challenges? We got some really great submissions. My friend Matt Houchin and I are filming three Hey Eleanor web episodes in the next two months.  

Later today, I am meeting up with a very loyal Hey Eleanor reader to do something totally outside his comfort zone. The task? I can't tell you yet, but I will say it's something many of us do every day without much thought. But it's new to him, and so it's scary. 

What scares me: a whole different set of unknowns.

Will things run smoothly? I'm not exactly comfortable on camera, so will I look like an idiot? Will I sound like an idiot? Will you be able to tell that I've literally eaten my weight in ginger snaps, baguettes and salted butter in the last two weeks? And the person we're filming is someone I love so, so much... I just really hope he's not disappointed with the final product. 

However, you never grow or learn or do anything cool if you don't step outside your comfort zone. I could write about my own life forever, contently. Taking it to the screen is way less familiar and makes me feel much more vulnerable. Eww! But if things go well, it could be a huge step in growing Hey Eleanor in the way I've dreamed. So I'm doing it.

Look for the final product on Feb 14, 2015.

Yep, Valentine's Day. Could that be a hint? Maybe. 

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Technically, I've done a few Hey Eleanor videos on my own. Here's my four favorites: the time I ate a live minnow, the time I disposed of a dead mouse, the time I waxed my armpits and the time I changed a diaper for the first time. Enjoy!