Nick on Reality Chat

Since I have been on a video kick of late, I thought I would continue by adding my segment from Reality Chat. Once again, I had such a great time with Kimberly Caldwell and Rosanna Tavarez. They were so fun I felt like we could have gone on chatting all day!

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O-Ren said…
Great chat that was! :D

I read in the NYTimes that you were sending some pieces to Emmett's new store? Sounds very exciting -- it's great to see PR2 collaboration going on! Hope to hear more about this news on this blog! :)
1:20 PM
Anonymous said…
Nick...you REALLY need your own talk show.

Your energy is so amazing.

I feel like I could be your hag!

XO
4:45 PM
Anonymous said…
I'm so glad you posted these videos...I really enjoyed watching them. And you are so great on camera!! Do you have any idea when the PR Season DVD is coming out?

~Despina~
6:34 PM
Lothian said…
You looked like you had so much fun! Congrats on all of your success. I am SOOO sorry I missed this when it first aired!
7:38 PM
Anonymous said…
you are so damn cute.
:]
12:57 PM
nouseforaname said…
Ever look back and think about all the stupid crap that you did as a kid and what the hell was wrong with me??? I was emailing a friend and was reminded of the two sheep that I had as a kid. Yes, I said sheep!! We lived outside of Phoenix and had about 2.5 acres of land. We had various farm type animals, some worked out great and others well didn't. My father went to the auction and was supposed to come home with some lambs but showed up with two full grown nasty sheep. I named them Hansel and Maya(after Maya Angelou). Everyone else in the family shunned them, but I took them under my care and trained them for the best possible purpose that I could think of. Torture!!! I saw potential in the male sheep, and I knew with the proper training that he could assist me with the physical and emotional torture of my younger brother. Now Hansel had a great secret weapon already- the worst breath I had ever smelled; a mix of rotting grass and broccoli. But he also loved to butt his head into things, so various dummies were constructed wearing my brother's clothes. I was convinced that sheep were similar to dogs and could recognize a scent. I would ram poor stupid Hansel into these dummies over and over untill he seemed like he got the idea. Granted this took weeks but it seemed worth it. I carefully planned my surprise, I invited my brother out to the pasture to see the cool new trick that I had taught Hansel. When he walked out Hansel immediatley took off him and chased him across the pasture and around in circles. My brother ran screaming and the twisted look that came across his face as he ran helplessly, felt like sweet justice. Justice for him being born and ruining all the plans that I had for my life. I sat back and laughed my butt off.

Wow, I look back and realize what a twisted, messed up kid I was. My Father got rid of the sheep the next day. I was bummed but a couple of months later he came home with a couple of steers. But more on that later. Now many many years later my brother and I pretend to be on good terms and I have figured out how to use my words and a random weapon here and there to get back at him now. I am a mother myself now with four beautiful kids who all seem to have the appropriate level of sibling rilvary. My baby girl, Gabriella is the only one I worry about sometimes. She too smart for her own good and I catch her looking out the window watching the squirrels and I wonder what she is thinking.....
5:09 PM
Anonymous said…
Nic, you're are so funny! :D
3:05 PM
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