As Jason says, "*%$!ing DREAM IT!"
Monday, August 10, 2009
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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