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Author Micah Cambre

Month: August 2005

it’s a small world after all

I love to travel.

But, right now I don’t have time or money to do it. Someday soon, hopefully, I’ll be able to take a big trip somewhere. But I have so many debts that I’m creating and repaying, thus I have little funds.

Still, I love finding gems like this website I just came across. It’s called Travelblog and it follows people as they journey across the country and world. They submit stories, experiences, photos, just about anything you can think of to this website for others to follow their experiences. What a GREAT idea! Luckily, I have my own website where I can do this, but on my next big trip, I’d totally consider using this website at the same time and blog on both.

In general, the majority of people who try to write in a weblog suck, but I think what helps Travelblog is the ability to view people’s photos in supplement to the stories. Some of blogs are bland, just okay, but if you find one with photos, they really add such a huge quality to the website.

This summer, for about 8 weeks I followed a girl who quit her job at the Houston Chronicle to attend grad school before going to be a nanny in Paris, France for the summer. “Au Paris” was the title, and with her journalistic background this story was always captivating. Her photos were very refreshing and it was interesting and exciting to read what she was doing and had to say about her time there. I must say, I can’t wait to visit Paris for the first time, and her stories only leave me wanting more: more to know, more to see, more to think about.

To walk up to the Notre Dame, stare in awe of its beauty and majesty.
To walk around the halls of the Lourve.
To see the Eiffel Tower at nighttime.
To visit Versailles, viewing the grandness of such a vast estate.
To smell the smell of the sidewalk cafe food and drinks.
To hear the tongues of a foreign language, some of which I understand.
To taste the unfamiliar, new, authentic food which would inevitably become my favorite.

These are the things I can’t wait to do someday in Paris.

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Sonic Boom

This morning at approximately 5:07am, as I was drying up and grooming myself, I heard a very loud noise, thinking that someone outside my bathroom door needed in and was almost kicking the door for some reason. It was a little strange, especially at five in the morning. So I waited a little to see if anyone was going to talk to me, but no responses. I then slowly opened the door, looked around, and saw no one around.

“Strange,” I thought to myself.

I didn’t think much of it and continued to prepare myself for the work day. At the gym, I was watching one of about five TVs that I usually switch around to see what’s showing on each of them. One of the stories that was played on the news stations was ths shuttle landing. Still no relation to me about the loud noise this morning.

During one of the little projects I was working on this morning, a coworker asked us if we heard the sonic boom.

“Yeah, I did!” I exclaimed, proceeding to tell the story. It hadn’t even dawned on me until right then that what I heard was in fact the sonic boom of the space shuttle landing at Edwards Air Force Base.

Edwards is about, oh, 70 miles to the northeast of the house. This means the shuttle was only a mile or so above the house when it passed. It’s too bad it landed so early, it would have been really neat to watch it land. Then again, I’m sure half of LA county would have been there had they known.

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Look, it’s Me!

Finally, after almost a month of absence, I have a website back up. I hope that this jump starts my redesign, but who knows what’ll happen because my schedule is crazy right now. But, it’s nice to be back up and running.

During the month of absence, I have started a new job in Santa Monica. It has been going well, but I’m still not happy about the hours which I sleep, which is usually anywhere between 4-7 depending on the night. I can’t function well on just 4-5. I never have. Thus, everyday that I’ve been to work I feel very tired. Not because work sucks or anything, but because my body is just fighting to stay awake half the time. Everyone tells me I’ll adjust . . . uh huh . . .

I think that my adjustment will only be physical, not mental. I’ve always been a night person. I function so well at night; I’m productive, I’m happier. Nighttime is my time. But not on the weeknights. Not anymore, or at least not while I’m working here. I need to fight my urge to stay up late and go to sleep at a decent time.

My commute.

It sucks.

I spent a few days adjusting and figuring out the best times to drive in the morning. Well, after spending no less than an hour in traffic every morning, I decided to start waking up at 5am so that I can leave at 5:20ish and get to the garage at about 6am. That’s right, I’m up at 5am everyday. I’d much rather drive here in decent time than spend most of it sitting in traffic. Why? Because I can be productive and go to the gym and workout in the morning.

Yes, you heard me! Your vision isn’t going bad.

I’ve actually started a little routine of going to the gym before work and jogging/power walking for 30 minutes with 5 minutes of warm down. Sitting here thinking about it, I feel like 30 minutes is nothing. But, at the time, at the end of my jog, I’m soooo ready to stop. It’s weird, but in a little way it’s very satisfying to know that I’ve exercised my body. Eventually I’m going to do some weight training as well so that I can give my body tone. I don’t believe that I’ll ever get huge. But, as long as I’m in shape and feel good about how I look, nothing else matters.

I think this morning routine is really good for me because it keeps me very accountable for my actions. I am responsible to myself to exercise. Most who know me know that I never work out, hate to plan things and love to be spontaneous. However, in a small way this routine, this plan that I’ve laid out for myself is good for me and I sorta enjoy it. Besides, I might as well take advantage of the opportunities this company gives me so that I come out on top physically and financially. And being responsible for my accountability is the first step.

Hmm… My shirt that I’m wearing has a very distinct aroma, that of what I typically smell from Indians (not Native Americans) which isn’t pleasing to me, nothing against those who do smell like this. Time to rewash this shirt!

So what exactly do I do at this new job? Well, I am working with the web team, and we have been implementing a new internal website since I got here. Because I started on the tail of this project, I have been given tasks that are more like busy work, such as data entry or modification of files. Not typically very fun, but it’s productive work to help further the company (at least I should continue to tell myself that). Also, I do not understand 95% of the material which we I have been modifying. There’s a lot of financial terminology and figures and facts and numbers. It’s all a puzzle to me, and not one that I truly care to solve. All I know is if the website looks good, other people can use it, I’m doing my job. Oh, the joy of being a web designer!

One of the perks of this job is the location. I drive along Ocean Avenue for a few minutes before I turn off, meaning I get to see the Santa Monica beach everyday of my commute. Although, this might change if I begin taking the bus soon, but from my desk, I can turn my head about 45 degrees to the left and see the Ocean. It’s really nice. And we’re also close to just about everything in this location. I’m new to the area, so most everything is my first time.

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Am I back?

If you are reading this, it means I’m partially back. I’m not at full speed, but I have reconstructed the critical data that I almost lost. If you don’t see this, that means I have a little more work to do. Either way, you should see something really soon.

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