Several Questions

If you were going to make a movie about the 90s called As If, what song would you pick for the trailer?

If you were wanted by the police for repeatedly hiding and jumping out and scaring people, and you got to choose your nickname for the news, what would you pick?

What is the correct concert length?

What's the coolest space you've ever explored?

If you got to name a crater, what would you name it?

If you could live for one day as a famous animal in history, who would you choose?

Nate takes the show on the road to perform in his hometown of Mount Horeb, WI at Brix Cider! Featuring high school pals Maggie Ginsberg and Rachel Kohls and new pal Katie Krembs Burns! And for the record: We didn't forget to clear the sd card on the camera and fail to capture the first several minutes of the show then fix it but have to redo the open on green screen a few days later. In case you were curious.

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If you had to come up with a fictional analogue for the show Survivor, what would you name it?

STREAMIN' WITH ALLIE LINDSAY!

SQ Mount Horeb - The Journey Home

This is the audio from a video episode! Click HERE for the video! Which ALSO has audio!!

Starring friend of the show- and, well friend of mine, Allie Lindsay! And it was fun! We "streamed" it live on March 21 and it ruled.

Love,

Dad

What's the longest you'd be willing to ride in a waterslide for $300?

What role would you do the best job replacing Harrison Ford in?

Would you rather your skin be covered in polka dots, stripes, or both? Or Neither?

LIVE STREAM FORTHCOMING HERE ON SATURDAY NIGHT 3/21 AT 7 CDT!

Would you give up a leg for two more arms and a wheel for a foot?

What bar would you spit if you had to rhyme with the line "I've got a cat and it is orange?"

SQ MINI BLOG 004

Basically, I found a blog in the woods under a log covered in iridescent mushrooms. I ate the whole log and suddenly a dot matrix printout emerged from my mouth containing a story from my memory sack (look it up). This is the fourth one:

In college I worked at a Blockbuster Video movie rental place. Wow, what a difference! That was their slogan.

I was the closing manager working on a Friday night with my good friend and disgusting Customer Service Representative Justin. It had been pretty steady, but business was dying down. Thank GOD, too, because we'd almost rented all 78 copies of My Best Friend's Wedding! Jkjk we had not.

The door dinged "dong" as it does and a slender bleach blonde future elf walks in wearing a metallic looking puffy coat and asks if she needs an ID to get a membership card. I watched from the manager's area as Justin told her that she did need an ID, and as he did, a bright white stream of smoke slyly escaped her silver sleeve. Justin turned his head slightly to meet my eyes. She said, "okay, I'll come back" and slipped into the night. We were too stunned to reply.

"What the fuck was that?" I asked.

"Did you see that?"

"That smoke? Uh, yeah. What was it?"

Justin shook his head. "No idea."

"What did it smell like?"

"Absolutely nothing."

END TRANSMISSION

If you got to make a new traffic sign, what would it be?

If you were tasked with naming the new competitor to Bluetooth, what name would you pick?

What Tom Cruise movie are you?

SQ WEBLOG 003

Basically, I found a blog in the woods under a log covered in iridescent mushrooms. I ate the whole log and suddenly a dot matrix printout emerged from my mouth containing a story from my memory sack (look it up). This is the third one:

I stood there in the park, my golden nokia phone hot in my sweaty hand. My breath trembled as I dialed Gina's number, backed out to the home screen, typed in the number, waited for a sign from god or really whomever, and hit send.

She was tall and funny, and I was short and funny. We had so much in common. I mean 50% is pretty good if you think about it. I had drunk rum with her at a couple house parties and we had inside jokes. She called me Cabana Boy, and I'm not sure why. But I liked it.

I'd never really just asked somebody out. I would usually just hang out and be charming until it happened or absolutely didn't. But it was time to try something new. It was time to become Cababna Man.

The phone started to ring. It rang and rang. I realized I hadn't prepared a message! As I scrambled to pull something together, the ringing stopped. "...Hello?"

It was her. "Hey it's Nate." I don't know what else I said, I think I was VERY direct and CHARMINGLY and UNAVOIDABLY awkward. But I know I asked her out, and she said yes.

I spent the afternoon playing frisbee at the park, feeling confident about my new way of being in the world, confident, direct, unafraid. I was finally-

The phone rang. "Hello?" It was Gina.

"Hey Nate," she started. "I am REALLY sorry about this, but I was taking a nap when you called before. I was super confused and thought you were a different Nate I know."

Damn, Gina.

END TRANSMISSION

Which of the classic tickle spots are you the least ticklish?

If you could learn one thing like Neo from The Matrix 1 learns Kung-Fu, what would you download?

If you could freeze time once a day for a regular amount of time knowing that you will continue aging in the stoppage while everyone else will not, how long would you freeze time per day?

SQ BLOG 003

When she was 3, my daughter sat me down and took my hand in hers. She looked me in the eye and said calmly and with compassion, "Here's the deal - you have spiders in your bones."

"What?" I asked with surprise. She rubbed my hand gently. "Don't worry, everyone does. And they won't get out."

"What if I break a bone?"

"Well then they'll get out. So don't do that."

Well, months later a I broke my toe. And now my body is filled with spiders. I guess I should have listened to her.

This is audio from the live show. You could watch it on YOUTUBE if you're wanting to look at us. Thanks to everyone who came and all the wonderful guests! John Roth, Riley Kowalski, Laura Sweeney, and Shiv Patel! PLUS JOLO???

SQ WEBLOG 002

Basically, I found a blog in the woods under a log covered in iridescent mushrooms. I ate the whole log and suddenly a dot matrix printout emerged from my mouth containing a story from my memory sack (look it up). This is the second one:

Most days, I make Wesley over easy eggs with buttered toast, buttered toast and half a banana for Adrian, and oatmeal with peanut butter, banana, strawberry, and bloob for Viv and me. We all have our breakfast expectations, or "breakfactations."

One morning recently, I was behind on dishes, huge rackful, full 'shwasher, and more on deck. But I plowed forward anyways. Toast was toasting, oats in the micro, eggs almost done. But I suddenly realized I had no clean spatula to flip the eggs with! I grabbed the pan, turned to Wes, and said, "I've never tried this before, but I've always thought I could do it." I flip these eggs out of the pan, then follow them as they float onto their face, accepting them back into the pan with a bow. We both cheered, then Wesley said, "I'm going to go tell the family."

And she did. And I burned the toast just a little, but who gives a shit.

Bye!

Nick