Friday, August 28, 2009
Apologies.
My apologies. Sorry. It has been a very busy week at Invisible Children. Everything from booking screenings, to calling TRI members, to tackling Nova Scotia, Canada to book screenings... to getting ready for TOUR LAUNCH. We've been spending longer hours at the office, and doing IC related things. I haven't had time to call people, nor blog. It's killing me- but, it is TOTALLY worth it.
I have a ton of pictures, I wish I could put them up now, but I am not on my computer. Maybe later.
So, last Saturday we as a house went to La Jolla.. a beautiful suburb of San Diego.. lets just say, cliff jumping is a must there. There are caves, everything you can imagine about a coastal city on the shore. Its EPIC. We spent the day there, and ate dinner at a good mexican place. Oh how mexican is different 15 miles from Mexico.
This week, we haven't done to much except work. On Tuesday we got a new house mate, Eric. Cara's last day is today (she is the head accountant for IC), so he will intern this semester, and take her job at the beginning of the year. :)
He lives with us until then, and he is super dope (dope is another word for rad [its a Chicago thing I guess.])
Last night around 5pm in the office, they made us all report to the work room to tell us a secret. They gave us a riddle, told us we had 30 minutes to find dinner, without eating it, get in the vans, and find the place the riddle led us to. It led us to Mount Solidad. It is an AMAZING PLACE.
All 80 of us ate our dinner, then played running games with Jed. He's awesome. Then, he said, "oh wait guys, we got to meet the other staff.."
Which basically meant, we were headed some where else. That we were.. to Mission Beach, where we would sit around a bon fire at the shore of the Pacific Ocean, roast smores, and listen as TOM SHADYAC spoke to us.. again! This is the THIRD TIME I'VE MET HIM, he actually remembers me now. Awesome.
For any of you who don't know who he is.. he is a famous director.. all kinds of them, most recently, Bruce Almighty, and Evan Almighty.
And now.. its time for work.. again.
I have a ton of pictures, I wish I could put them up now, but I am not on my computer. Maybe later.
So, last Saturday we as a house went to La Jolla.. a beautiful suburb of San Diego.. lets just say, cliff jumping is a must there. There are caves, everything you can imagine about a coastal city on the shore. Its EPIC. We spent the day there, and ate dinner at a good mexican place. Oh how mexican is different 15 miles from Mexico.
This week, we haven't done to much except work. On Tuesday we got a new house mate, Eric. Cara's last day is today (she is the head accountant for IC), so he will intern this semester, and take her job at the beginning of the year. :)
He lives with us until then, and he is super dope (dope is another word for rad [its a Chicago thing I guess.])
Last night around 5pm in the office, they made us all report to the work room to tell us a secret. They gave us a riddle, told us we had 30 minutes to find dinner, without eating it, get in the vans, and find the place the riddle led us to. It led us to Mount Solidad. It is an AMAZING PLACE.
All 80 of us ate our dinner, then played running games with Jed. He's awesome. Then, he said, "oh wait guys, we got to meet the other staff.."
Which basically meant, we were headed some where else. That we were.. to Mission Beach, where we would sit around a bon fire at the shore of the Pacific Ocean, roast smores, and listen as TOM SHADYAC spoke to us.. again! This is the THIRD TIME I'VE MET HIM, he actually remembers me now. Awesome.
For any of you who don't know who he is.. he is a famous director.. all kinds of them, most recently, Bruce Almighty, and Evan Almighty.
And now.. its time for work.. again.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
THRILLER; Invisible Children Sytle
We at Invisible Children like to go the extra mile for special occasions. For example, perform musical's for Oprah in the middle of the street outside Harpo Studio's and the middle of the night.. and in this case, learn the THRILLER by Michael Jackson dance and sing for Margie (the movement director at Invisible Children) on her birthday. It's just what we did.
This is a combination of staying up late in the middle of the street with 80 others learning this all for the first time.. ever.
Enjoy.
This is a combination of staying up late in the middle of the street with 80 others learning this all for the first time.. ever.
Enjoy.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Pebble.
"Anybody can make a difference in people's lives.
All it takes is a little bit of effort and some creativity."
-David Mortlock
All it takes is a little bit of effort and some creativity."
-David Mortlock
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Ocean Beach (aka: OB)
The Pacific Ocean from a cliff near in OB.
Ocean Beach is one of thee MOST amazing places I have ever been, seriously, and literally. I have never stood where the waves crashed in and soaked you. Last night I did for the FIRST time ever.. it was pretty EPIC. We decided that we wanted to enjoy Acai bowls on the sands of the Pacific while the sun was setting, so we went.. took some pictures, then headed off up Newport Ave (an amazing street in OB)looking for the small orange building that made the "best bowls known to man," but instead we found a Mexican place where we decided to eat dinner.. so, we ate tacos, then decided to skip the bowls and come back again.. We went back to the beach, and walked it, then walked up to the fishing pier (which feels like it goes 2 miles out into the ocean). Spent the night there, it was great.
This is where the waves crash against the rocks and soak you.. I was here. I want to live there.
The waves crashing.. amazing.
That's me.. smiling by the cliffs and waves..
Me jumping..
But, anyways.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Tradition.
Thursday night, Invisible Children let us interns and roadies out early and sent us on the traditional photo scavenger hunt in San Diego.. with only a few rules.. 1. You must fit 15 people in a van, 2. You can only drive the vans 300 miles, 3. Be creative, and don't go over the border.
So, we took off.. it was a great night of bonding with roadies, and a few interns. Here are few pictures..
..and then we headed towards the Gaslamp Quarters (and up and tight district of downtown). We met Kiptyn (he is FAMOUS) literally.. check it.
.. there he is.. and there I am. He was soo nice. He was on the last season of the Bachlorette, runner up. ;)
Until later..
So, we took off.. it was a great night of bonding with roadies, and a few interns. Here are few pictures..
..and then we headed towards the Gaslamp Quarters (and up and tight district of downtown). We met Kiptyn (he is FAMOUS) literally.. check it.
.. there he is.. and there I am. He was soo nice. He was on the last season of the Bachlorette, runner up. ;)
Until later..
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
A Sneak Peek.
This is a sneak peek blog as to whats to come soon. Let me tell you, the next blog will be EPIC, and very powerful. But for now, chew on this.
"The world is run by one million evil men, ten million stupid men and a hundred million cowards. There are only one million of them, the truly evil men, in the world. The very rich and the very powerful, whose decisions really count - they only number one million. The stupid men, who number ten million, are the soldiers and policemen who enforce the rule of the evil men. They are the standing armies of twelve key countries, and the police forces of those and twenty more. They are often brave, I'm sure, but they are stupid, too, because they give their lives for governments and causes that use their flesh and blood as mere chess pieces. Those government always betray them or let them down or abandon them, in the long run. Nations neglect no men more shamefully than the heroes of their wars. And the hundred million cowards, they are the bureaucrats and paper shufflers and pen-pushers who permit the rule of evil men, and look the other way. They are the head of this department, and the secretary of the committee, and the president of the other association. They are the managers, and mayors, and officials of the court. They always defend themselves by saying that they are just doing their job, and its nothing personal, and if they don't do it, someone else will.They are the hundred million cowards who know what is going on, but say nothing, while they sign the paper that puts one man before a firing squad, or condemns one million men to the slower death of a famine. So that's it. The world is run by one million evil men, ten million stupid men, and a hundred million cowards. The rest of us, all six billion of us, do pretty much what we are told."
From the book, Shantaram
.. like I said, this is a preface to the next EPIC blog. It will be so powerful and personal, you WILL NOT know what to do.. what will it's title be you ask? It's simple..
"The ABCD's of Life, and your Personal Story"
Think hard. Prepare yourself, and much love. -Shawn
"The world is run by one million evil men, ten million stupid men and a hundred million cowards. There are only one million of them, the truly evil men, in the world. The very rich and the very powerful, whose decisions really count - they only number one million. The stupid men, who number ten million, are the soldiers and policemen who enforce the rule of the evil men. They are the standing armies of twelve key countries, and the police forces of those and twenty more. They are often brave, I'm sure, but they are stupid, too, because they give their lives for governments and causes that use their flesh and blood as mere chess pieces. Those government always betray them or let them down or abandon them, in the long run. Nations neglect no men more shamefully than the heroes of their wars. And the hundred million cowards, they are the bureaucrats and paper shufflers and pen-pushers who permit the rule of evil men, and look the other way. They are the head of this department, and the secretary of the committee, and the president of the other association. They are the managers, and mayors, and officials of the court. They always defend themselves by saying that they are just doing their job, and its nothing personal, and if they don't do it, someone else will.They are the hundred million cowards who know what is going on, but say nothing, while they sign the paper that puts one man before a firing squad, or condemns one million men to the slower death of a famine. So that's it. The world is run by one million evil men, ten million stupid men, and a hundred million cowards. The rest of us, all six billion of us, do pretty much what we are told."
From the book, Shantaram
.. like I said, this is a preface to the next EPIC blog. It will be so powerful and personal, you WILL NOT know what to do.. what will it's title be you ask? It's simple..
"The ABCD's of Life, and your Personal Story"
Think hard. Prepare yourself, and much love. -Shawn
Monday, August 10, 2009
The Chronicles of the Intern House... continued.. and orange juice.
Yo. There is not much going on in the house tonight. Everyone is tired, sore, eating, and just ready for bed.. but, we're baking cookies, in which apparently we are going to give to the Art Department as a gift (its where the top dogs work, and all the cool people who work 24/7 to get the deadlines made.)
But, anyways.. the lizard problem here is intense.. I was outside walking around, eating my pasta for dinner, talking on the phone and I looked down and saw what looked like a snake. I ran inside to get my camera, went back outside, and it had moved.. I leaned over to look and it ran away.. This was no snake, it was practically a baby alligator- no lie. Check it.
Today was a good day for me, and the office. I was given a list of things to do before my supervisor returns from vacation. I completed 3/4's of the tasks.. it was tough counting work, but I did it, and did it good. The IC warehouse is looking mighty fine. ;)
I am really looking forward to tomorrow, for some reason, being the behind the scenes dude is very fulfilling- this is actually something I would not mind doing for the rest of time... and it helps that I LOVE SAN DIEGO! It's such a good city.
So, I hate doing this.. but, I have too.. Living on nothing, and getting paid $0 dollars to work just isn't good.. it takes money to live.. if you see it possible to donate to IC indirectly by funding my internship- I WOULD LOVE YOU. Here is how you can do it..
Send a Check written out to: Invisible Children
with: SHAWN SCHMALKEN DIRECT SUPPORT labeled CLEARLY in the MEMO LINE.
throw a note in the envelope stating that it is strictly for SHAWN SCHMALKEN
pop it in the mail and mail it to:
ATTENTION: SHAWN SCHMALKEN
INVISIBLE CHILDREN
1620 5TH, AVE. SUITE 400
SAN DIEGO, CA 92101
It's that easy.. or just put together an amazing "care package" and send to the same address, OR just write an amazing letter- I'd love to get letters via snail mail, it will make me smile, :)
If you're thinking of me, and/or praying for me.. I ask that you pray for a Roadie here, who is from Australia.. he lost his grandfather today. It's too bad, but he will stay strong. Chad- I am thinking about you and your family.
This is random but.. I am craving orange juice. Luckily, when I went grocery shopping last night at Ralph's, it was only 99 cents.. so I bought some. I was smart and knew I'd be craving it.
... oh, btw, family back home- I decided I am buying a house here, this is the one too..
Anywho.. I am planning on taking more pictures of downtown SD, to post and email, I just haven't had much time to do much. Until later..
<3 Shawn S!
But, anyways.. the lizard problem here is intense.. I was outside walking around, eating my pasta for dinner, talking on the phone and I looked down and saw what looked like a snake. I ran inside to get my camera, went back outside, and it had moved.. I leaned over to look and it ran away.. This was no snake, it was practically a baby alligator- no lie. Check it.
Today was a good day for me, and the office. I was given a list of things to do before my supervisor returns from vacation. I completed 3/4's of the tasks.. it was tough counting work, but I did it, and did it good. The IC warehouse is looking mighty fine. ;)
I am really looking forward to tomorrow, for some reason, being the behind the scenes dude is very fulfilling- this is actually something I would not mind doing for the rest of time... and it helps that I LOVE SAN DIEGO! It's such a good city.
So, I hate doing this.. but, I have too.. Living on nothing, and getting paid $0 dollars to work just isn't good.. it takes money to live.. if you see it possible to donate to IC indirectly by funding my internship- I WOULD LOVE YOU. Here is how you can do it..
Send a Check written out to: Invisible Children
with: SHAWN SCHMALKEN DIRECT SUPPORT labeled CLEARLY in the MEMO LINE.
throw a note in the envelope stating that it is strictly for SHAWN SCHMALKEN
pop it in the mail and mail it to:
ATTENTION: SHAWN SCHMALKEN
INVISIBLE CHILDREN
1620 5TH, AVE. SUITE 400
SAN DIEGO, CA 92101
It's that easy.. or just put together an amazing "care package" and send to the same address, OR just write an amazing letter- I'd love to get letters via snail mail, it will make me smile, :)
If you're thinking of me, and/or praying for me.. I ask that you pray for a Roadie here, who is from Australia.. he lost his grandfather today. It's too bad, but he will stay strong. Chad- I am thinking about you and your family.
This is random but.. I am craving orange juice. Luckily, when I went grocery shopping last night at Ralph's, it was only 99 cents.. so I bought some. I was smart and knew I'd be craving it.
... oh, btw, family back home- I decided I am buying a house here, this is the one too..
Anywho.. I am planning on taking more pictures of downtown SD, to post and email, I just haven't had much time to do much. Until later..
<3 Shawn S!
The Chronicles of the Intern House
...That's right, now you WANT to read this..
"We at Invisible Children like to go the extra mile and make everything ghetto and last minute."
That quote explains it all, we are all about going the extra mile, and making it as ghetto as possible.
The intern house is infested with Flea's, and nasty ones (they're biters all right.)We decided we wanted to fix the problem, but how do we go about it? Flea spray? Flea bombs? Well, we of course Googled it and discovered that flea bombs work well.. so, we bought three of them.
Tonight we bombed room #1- the one that if you walk into, you turn black because fleas instantaneously jump and stick to you, and of course that would be Marissa's room.
Well, there was a slight problem, there is vents, and cracks under the doors- we discovered that after we started the bombs, so we duct taped everything shut.. and that is what you get..
This was definitely ghetto, last minute, and beyond our thinking..!
First there was no running water, second we had lizards, third we have fleas, and finally, we're blocking half the house off with duct tape to remove all living things unwanted. Great.. whats next? A mountain lion in our living room?
Sunday, August 9, 2009
How it Ends: Our Fighting Chance
How it Ends mustered a whole lot of Congressional support for the LRA Disarmament and Northern Uganda Recovery Act, but we need more co-sponsors to ensure the bill is passed in the House and Senate. We need to amplify this issue to rescue Joseph Konys child soldiers.
This is our fighting chance. This is How it Ends.
Please visit http://www.invisiblechildren.com for more information.
P.S.- I now work for Invisible Children, and I was there at How it Ends. ;)
Remove Joseph Kony from the Battlefield!
This one is going to be an epic post.. read it all.
Friday was a good day. It all hit home- I was actually sitting in the office of Invisible Children in San Diego, California working for free for the better good. It was a long day packed with super high tech trainings, to history of the IC tours and events, to history of the war part 1 taught by Laren. Friday was the day that I actually began growing friendships with fellow interns and roadies.. getting to know them more and more.
Friday night all of us interns wanted to go out, and eat.. and so we did. We walked up the street about a mile to 'Pita Pit' (its very good.) I had never had it before but was willing to try it out.. I had a breakfast pita for dinner. Then, we walked next door to Paradise Yogurt- let me tell you.. yummy! I will be going back before we move houses in September.
Yesterday we all got up and got ready to go to the beach, and we wanted an adventure so we decided to take the trolley and the bus. We went to Pacific Beach- amazing place. See..
This is kind of a family picture.. at the Trolley stop.. a few are missing.
Meet.. Taylor (Roadie; Team Texas), Amy (Mission Dept. Intern), Kayla (Office Manager), and me!
Pacific Beach.
The shoreline of Pacific Beach from the pier.
So, after the long day at the beach with friends, us interns headed home, ate dinner, and just hung out. When the art department interns got home they told us what was going to happen..
They were given the directive to wheat paste posters to a wall in downtown San Diego for a photo shoot that would appear in something secret (can't tell you, muahaha!). So, first of all- wheat pasting is very illegal.. scary, I know.. and of course, I went.
So, here are few pictures from our heist in downtown San Diego..
This is.. Ashley (art dept. intern), Natalie (s4s intern), and me.. all dressed in our distracting not so illegal outfits..
Us in the IC van getting ready.. from left to right.. Chris (art dept. intern), me, Ashley (art dept. intern).
Heh.. there we go.. we want Kony removed.. so, this is how we go about it.
We got home at 5am this morning- then we slept. Until next time..
<3 Shawn
Friday was a good day. It all hit home- I was actually sitting in the office of Invisible Children in San Diego, California working for free for the better good. It was a long day packed with super high tech trainings, to history of the IC tours and events, to history of the war part 1 taught by Laren. Friday was the day that I actually began growing friendships with fellow interns and roadies.. getting to know them more and more.
Friday night all of us interns wanted to go out, and eat.. and so we did. We walked up the street about a mile to 'Pita Pit' (its very good.) I had never had it before but was willing to try it out.. I had a breakfast pita for dinner. Then, we walked next door to Paradise Yogurt- let me tell you.. yummy! I will be going back before we move houses in September.
Yesterday we all got up and got ready to go to the beach, and we wanted an adventure so we decided to take the trolley and the bus. We went to Pacific Beach- amazing place. See..
This is kind of a family picture.. at the Trolley stop.. a few are missing.
Meet.. Taylor (Roadie; Team Texas), Amy (Mission Dept. Intern), Kayla (Office Manager), and me!
Pacific Beach.
The shoreline of Pacific Beach from the pier.
So, after the long day at the beach with friends, us interns headed home, ate dinner, and just hung out. When the art department interns got home they told us what was going to happen..
They were given the directive to wheat paste posters to a wall in downtown San Diego for a photo shoot that would appear in something secret (can't tell you, muahaha!). So, first of all- wheat pasting is very illegal.. scary, I know.. and of course, I went.
So, here are few pictures from our heist in downtown San Diego..
This is.. Ashley (art dept. intern), Natalie (s4s intern), and me.. all dressed in our distracting not so illegal outfits..
Us in the IC van getting ready.. from left to right.. Chris (art dept. intern), me, Ashley (art dept. intern).
Heh.. there we go.. we want Kony removed.. so, this is how we go about it.
We got home at 5am this morning- then we slept. Until next time..
<3 Shawn
Saturday, August 8, 2009
I am a Bully.
So, this is cute. I am going to write about Kayla, a super fantastic epically amazing fellow intern. I think she is amazing. I think she should stay working at Invisible Children- she will be dearly missed, seriously dude. If you don't believe me, *&^5ing believe it (inside joke for anyone else reading this.)
Kayla, you're eating Baba Gannouj and Focaccia Sticks. I have no idea what it is.. let's google image it, and I will show you..
Kayla also, oddly, loves the song Mmmbop by Hanson, well, I mean, who doesn't? Just a little FYI, she is like actually dancing right now on the couch (awkward.)
... and now, she is talking about the movie, Hitch. ;)
Now we are dancing to sandstorm in the living room of the intern house. Kayla is complaining about how I am actually writing a blog about her.. lame. I was nice and decided to do it.
By the way, she will be writing a book that is 300 pages long and has four major parts.. she also already has a copy editor.
Want to know something random about Kayla? Okay good.. she kind of introduced me to Paradise Yogurt (frozen yogurt). It was sooo good.
Peace out.
Kayla, you're eating Baba Gannouj and Focaccia Sticks. I have no idea what it is.. let's google image it, and I will show you..
Kayla also, oddly, loves the song Mmmbop by Hanson, well, I mean, who doesn't? Just a little FYI, she is like actually dancing right now on the couch (awkward.)
... and now, she is talking about the movie, Hitch. ;)
Now we are dancing to sandstorm in the living room of the intern house. Kayla is complaining about how I am actually writing a blog about her.. lame. I was nice and decided to do it.
By the way, she will be writing a book that is 300 pages long and has four major parts.. she also already has a copy editor.
Want to know something random about Kayla? Okay good.. she kind of introduced me to Paradise Yogurt (frozen yogurt). It was sooo good.
Peace out.
... I have officially moved.
This is my first official blog while working for Invisible Children in San Diego. Learn to love 'em.
I left Lincoln Wednesday night, and headed via car, wait, scratch that, via SUV to Omaha, NE where I enjoyed a good dinner at Red Lobster with part of my family. I stayed the night at my cousins house, and while there I had to rearrange my luggage, because I felt like I had packed to much stuff.. turns out, now that I am here- I didn't. See what everyone else brought.
I set my alarm for 4:45am (what a depressing time, considering I had about 1 hours of sleep the night before.) I crawled out of bed at about 4:50, took a shower, got dressed, hopped in the car, and rode to the airport. This was the first time I have ever had to wait in a line at 5:30am to get my plane tickets.. The line was long. It's probably because I flew with Southwest.
I really really wanted coffee super bad, considering I was legitimately tired, but airport coffee in Omaha.. um, not so good. I miss Caribou already.
The flight from Omaha to Las Vegas was smooth the first half (considering I slept), but the second half was extremely rough.. Nevada, etc was experiencing a very bad wind storm- sand was flying everywhere. The landing in Las Vegas was a bit scary. The plane kind of jolted both ways, almost felt as it was going to flip over.
I have never been to the Las Vegas airport, and I had a pretty decent layover so I was hoping that it was a "fun" airport, and that it was, and more. There were slot machines everywhere. I was hungry because I hadn't ate anything so I walked around looking for some good smelling and looking food.. I almost stopped at Starbucks because Christina gave me a giftcard there (Christina- Yes, every time I see a Starbucks I do think of you! I really do.) But, I kept walking because I want to save the "buck" card for a future time when I need coffee while working (there is one right by the office). I found a Cinnabon- let me tell you, it was amazing. I ate it. I almost bought another one because it was so good. While just sitting around, I sat by a set of slot machines in which an old lady was dumping hundreds of dollars into them.. and all I could think about was what my cousin Carissa said to me the night before.. "If you can, sit by the slots and watch no one win. I mean, it's an airport, I just don't think airports have money to give away like that."
I jumped on the next flight from Las Vegas to San Diego- I was getting excited, not know what was coming next.. and let me tell you, I thought the flight from Omaha to Vegas was rough, I didn't think we'd make it to the normal cruising height.. the plane was rocking away, and hard. It was kind of scary. Those pilots are heroes though because I wouldn't of known what to do..
When we landed in SD it took just minutes to get off the plane- it oddly emptied fast, but this was good. I was nervous and excited at the same time.
I walked out the gate and followed the halls to "baggage claim" where it took just five minutes to get my luggage, turned around expecting to see someone holding a "SHAWN SCHMALKEN" sign.. but no one was. I was confused, and lost.. I had no idea what to do, so, I just sat there expecting someone to come and get, they said they did.
**So, everyone, it's super late, and I am super tired, but I wanted to get something up here for those of you who said they would check it daily. We don't really have working internet at the intern house yet- it's a long story, ill explain when I post again, and finish the above story. :)
Until then, goodnight.
-Shawn
I left Lincoln Wednesday night, and headed via car, wait, scratch that, via SUV to Omaha, NE where I enjoyed a good dinner at Red Lobster with part of my family. I stayed the night at my cousins house, and while there I had to rearrange my luggage, because I felt like I had packed to much stuff.. turns out, now that I am here- I didn't. See what everyone else brought.
I set my alarm for 4:45am (what a depressing time, considering I had about 1 hours of sleep the night before.) I crawled out of bed at about 4:50, took a shower, got dressed, hopped in the car, and rode to the airport. This was the first time I have ever had to wait in a line at 5:30am to get my plane tickets.. The line was long. It's probably because I flew with Southwest.
I really really wanted coffee super bad, considering I was legitimately tired, but airport coffee in Omaha.. um, not so good. I miss Caribou already.
The flight from Omaha to Las Vegas was smooth the first half (considering I slept), but the second half was extremely rough.. Nevada, etc was experiencing a very bad wind storm- sand was flying everywhere. The landing in Las Vegas was a bit scary. The plane kind of jolted both ways, almost felt as it was going to flip over.
I have never been to the Las Vegas airport, and I had a pretty decent layover so I was hoping that it was a "fun" airport, and that it was, and more. There were slot machines everywhere. I was hungry because I hadn't ate anything so I walked around looking for some good smelling and looking food.. I almost stopped at Starbucks because Christina gave me a giftcard there (Christina- Yes, every time I see a Starbucks I do think of you! I really do.) But, I kept walking because I want to save the "buck" card for a future time when I need coffee while working (there is one right by the office). I found a Cinnabon- let me tell you, it was amazing. I ate it. I almost bought another one because it was so good. While just sitting around, I sat by a set of slot machines in which an old lady was dumping hundreds of dollars into them.. and all I could think about was what my cousin Carissa said to me the night before.. "If you can, sit by the slots and watch no one win. I mean, it's an airport, I just don't think airports have money to give away like that."
I jumped on the next flight from Las Vegas to San Diego- I was getting excited, not know what was coming next.. and let me tell you, I thought the flight from Omaha to Vegas was rough, I didn't think we'd make it to the normal cruising height.. the plane was rocking away, and hard. It was kind of scary. Those pilots are heroes though because I wouldn't of known what to do..
When we landed in SD it took just minutes to get off the plane- it oddly emptied fast, but this was good. I was nervous and excited at the same time.
I walked out the gate and followed the halls to "baggage claim" where it took just five minutes to get my luggage, turned around expecting to see someone holding a "SHAWN SCHMALKEN" sign.. but no one was. I was confused, and lost.. I had no idea what to do, so, I just sat there expecting someone to come and get, they said they did.
**So, everyone, it's super late, and I am super tired, but I wanted to get something up here for those of you who said they would check it daily. We don't really have working internet at the intern house yet- it's a long story, ill explain when I post again, and finish the above story. :)
Until then, goodnight.
-Shawn
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