Wonderfully reliable and always helpful, my neighbor Dan came to my aid in filming my video entry for “The Best Job in the World” although, bless his heart, I’m pretty sure he didn’t believe it made a lick of sense. I had the whole concept perfectly-planned in my head, but gave a fairly haphazard explanation for how exactly I wanted to put it all together. Needless to say, he was a good sport and managed to help me get all the footage I needed—and all without understanding the concept completely.

We took to the park just across the street from our apartments, behind an elementary school. It was pretty full on a late Sunday afternoon, with kids running around on the playground and pre-MLK Day parties taking place at various locales in the park. Luckily, we were able to find a quiet little corner tucked away from everyone else where we were able to record my goofiness.

And I’m about to admit something really embarrassing. I once came across some photos that Tipper Gore had taken—I can’t remember how, when or what the circumstances were—and one of them was this great self-portrait of her shadow stretching out in front of her. You could tell it had been taken just before dusk, when the sunlight is absolutely perfect and golden. So yes, this photoset is to you, former Second Lady and I apologize in advance for my explicit music collection on my iTunes.