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Today I realized how much of my dad I don’t have in me and wish I did. I had an interview for a sales job today in which I had to take an evaluation type test. It’s not a real test where there are right and wrong answers, but an evaluation of who I am and what I’m like. Basically it’s supposed to allow the employer to know if would be able to do a sales type job or not. The results were interesting. Now back to the point about my dad.

My dad was a hard worker. At one point he was commuting to Los Angeles for over 3 hours round trip to his full time job, and as well, had his own business at home fixing appliances. I don’t really remember him complaining much about it, he just worked hard and that was it. My evaluation today told me that I am not like him. It showed that I am not a hard worker. It showed that though I don’t like hard work, I am a people person and people like being around me. But unfortunately, that’s not going to pay the bills. No amount of my personality will make a paycheck come in every few weeks. During this interview/evaluation the guy working with me was an older gentleman. He asked me about how I did in high school and college and my grades, etc. After responding to his questions he told me it didn’t surprise him because it matched up exactly with what the evaluation in his hand was telling him. Soon after we finished talking he showed me around their office and pointed out another guy, who happend to be from Sri Lanka, India. He then proceeded to tell me how that guy was making six figures doing sales and was a hard worker. He added that knowing that would allow me to understand the work ethic in India, to which I agreed.

Apparently I didn’t learn much from my dad. Though I went to work with him on occasion and saw how he did things day in and day out, I didn’t learn. I wish I would’ve. I wish I could go back and learn what it means to be a hard worker, because right now it’s killing me. Honestly, I’m not sure what to do. I know that the only way to learn how to work hard is to work hard, but I really don’t know what that looks like. You could say I’m a little down about this today. Well, it’s true; am. I can’t believe I missed the boat on this one. I feel stuck, or even wedged. Can’t seem to move my arms and my legs to get free of this one. Maybe I’ll never learn.

Ready To Eat, originally uploaded by shaycam.

It’s not everyday you get to attend a black tie affair, but fortunately (or unfortunately) for me I did.

This past Friday I assisted a photographer at very expensive event at the Ritz Carlton Pasadena. We were going around snapping candid photos of people and things, but really I was simply taken away by the amount of money that was blown in one night. I have probably told 15 people about this in person because I am still confused about it all. When I actually got to the event in my sweet ’98 Jetta, they promptly valet parked that baby in with the Mercedes, BMW’s, and even Bentley’s. Of course my little Jetta stood out quite nice with her “shaycam.com” sticker on the back. So this event was the 75th anniversary for a very expensive, private high school in Pasadena. During it they held a live auction and I thought I was going to flip. Let me explain. One of the auction items was a parking space for the 07-08 school year for one of the students. So whoever won that item would be able to give that parking space to their child or grandchild for the next school year. You wanna guess how much that went for? $20,000. That’s right, that’s 3 zero’s after the number 20. That’s a lot of zero’s. In fact, I’d really rather not talk about this right now, I think I’m feeling sick. Seriously though, I saw a puppy go for $9000 and a diamond broach went for like $18,000. Maybe I’m not supposed to be telling anyone about all this, but there was 950 people at this event and every one of them was wearing clothes that were more expensive than my car. The chances of any of them reading shaycam.com are not likely. I have a better chance of the parking attendant reading this (by the way.. I tipped that guy a sweet $3 for taking care of my Jetta).

Nevermind all that. It’s one of those things you just have to shake your head at. All in all I think the night was fine… well except the part where old, white people were dancing. I could’ve really done without that image in my mind the rest of my life.

I kind of started a small side business this week. I think it could be neat and helpful for anyone looking for engagement photos or design work.

Come check it out!

I think it’s going to be fun. We’ll see what happens… now go tell your friends 🙂

I love coffee.. and I love art.. so why not put them together?

Justin and Kimberly, originally uploaded by shaycam.

There are times in this life where you just don’t know what the Lord would have for you. For me, it’s a matter of what I should be doing to provide for my family. Where will I work? How will the Lord use me.. but that’s just me.

For my friend Justin though, well.. he’s following the Lord’s will and marrying Kimberly. I had the opportunity to go with them to Santa Barbara this weekend and shoot their engagement photos. All in all I thought the shoot went well and we all had a good time. I’m excited about being apart of their wedding this summer and look forward to seeing them grow together in the Lord.

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This weekend brought many memories and miles as we traveled by car to Seattle, WA for the wedding of our friend. The wedding itself was enjoyable and I had the privilege of doing the music during the ceremony. It was a great time with friends as we spent over 36 hours in a car and slept in a different bed each night. At one point we didn’t even fall asleep until around 5:30am after driving 14 hours. There’s nothing better than a good road trip that you can at times look back and laugh at. Sometimes we’re young and we’re crazy, but at the same time, that’s fun.

It’s fun to make memories even at the expense of a little sleep…. [yawn]..

Storm in the Skies, originally uploaded by shaycam.

If you haven’t been over to Marie Callender’s and purchased one of their 5.99 pies, you better hurry. The offer ends March 4th, and the sale is only semi-annual. The pie will actually cost you 6.99 because you pay for the tin. But if you bring the tin back you’ll get your buck back. I just finished enjoying my apple pie slice and mmmm it was delicious!

The sky today was neat. It’s sort of overcast, or mostly cloudy and I’m digging it. I wish it would start raining though. We need rain in southern California right now. It’s been a pretty dry winter and well, I just want it to rain. In my mind, having overcast skies without rain is like having a cheap pie sale and no one taking advantage of it. I know this has been a short post, but my “lunch break” is coming to an end. It’s funny to call it a “lunch break” when I work at home, but oh well. I guess it keeps me humble, I dunno?

The number 17 has always been my favorite number. The reason is really quite simple. As a young soccer player in the AYSO program, I played on many different teams. But because of my awkward height at such a young age, I always ended up with the largest jersey. And during those days the jerseys were numbered by their size. So if you were smallest kid on the team, you usually ended up with the number 1 or 2, but if you were tall you ended up with something in the teens. For me, that almost always was 17. After awhile my parents and me figured this out and I would end up asking for 17.

As it turns out, that has become my favorite number. And if you haven’t figured it out already, a lot of things come back to soccer for me.. I mean, think about, my favorite kind of dog is the dalmatian and they are black and white like the soccer ball. Nevermind that for now, but I came across an interesting article today about my favorite number. The blog Cognitive Daily reported today the most random number is the number 17. They took a poll and found out that out of 347, when asked to pick a number between 1 and 20, the number 17 was chosen almost 18% more than any other number.

Here’s the chart they showed on their site:

Isn’t that interesting? I don’t know.. I just love the number 17 because of soccer, but if you want to pick that number because of some freaky weird “random” statistic, it’s fine by me.

There was a time in my life where I really wanted to be a writer. The English language always intrigued me because it really didn’t make sense. But when someone writes something that makes sense in the English language it always stands out to me. Usually it’s some witty comparison that draws me in, or even rhyming two words that you wouldn’t normally see side by side. Nonetheless, my desire for writing never came to fruition.

It’s close to midnight and I knew it was time for a new blog. I’ve been working most of the day while my wife has been home sick, but I can’t go anymore. Just the thought of editing one more photo or uploading one more web page doesn’t really appeal to me right now. I’m kind of at a crossroads in my mind as to what do next because I’m not really sleepy and it’s flippin’ hot in this apartment. I’ve got enough work on my desk to keep me busy for many sleepless nights, but I really need a break. We were away for the weekend with our church’s youth ministry and that was a great time. It was nice to get away and enjoy the Creation. Normally the most exciting part of my day is when I take the elevator to the bottom floor and check the mail, so driving and hour or so to the mountains with patches of snow was like going to Disney World for me. I don’t feel I’ve been too creative of late, so getting out this weekend will hopefully supercharge my creative genes for my next few projects.

I really need to get some sleep even though I’m not tired. It’s one of those “mature” things to do. I hope the days are finding you all well.

I really need to get some sleep even though I’m not tired. It’s one of those “mature” things to do. I hope the days are finding you all well.