Saturday, July 3, 2010

Aujourd'hui, je suis vélorutionnaire

Ce matin, Céline, ma colocataire, m'a invité à une faire en vélo. J'ai dit "oui", et puis elle m'a expliqué l'épreuve. Vous pouvez lire le site: http://velorutionuniverselle.org/ Il y avais cents des gens, et nous arrêtons tout les voitures -- les ont été en très colère, surtout les motos.

Nous avons monté auter de la Bastille. Nous avons monté descendre la Champ Élysée et autour de l'Arc de Triomphe. Nous avons monté le long de la Seine. Nous avons monté tout de Paris. Aprés, j'etais trés fatigue. Il y avais un fête dans le Parc du Champ de Mars, en face de la Tour Eiffel. Je suis reviens la maison à minuit, et nous sommes partir à trois.

Vous pouvez voir tout mes photos à http://picasaweb.google.fr/shawn.lauzon/Velorution#

Bon nuit! Je me couche maintenant.
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Thursday, July 1, 2010

bibliothèque

Aujourd'hui, je suis allé à la bibliothèque, et j'ai étudié pour 2 heurs.

Je crois que je ne peux pas écrire une journal et français -- c'est très lentement et pas d'intéressé. Et la grammaire et probablement mauvais.

Je vais au cinéma avec ma colocataire ce soir, en fais maintenant!

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

ici, c'est Paris

I'm writing this from my apartment in Paris, where I'm staying for nearly the next 3 months. I decided to take some time off work and spend the time attending an intensive French language coarse. I've been studying the language off and on for 5 years now, and I've got to the point where I want to really be able to speak with it.

So I wanted to write more in a journal, AND I need to practice more of my French. So for the next 2 months or so, I'll be trying to keep a journal in French -- and anyone who wants to translate can head over to http://translate.google.com/#fr|en and it will help you out.

Monday, April 13, 2009

paint.

(Note: By "paint" and "painting" I mean painting the walls in a room. Not painting a picture. Just in case you were confused.)

Painting is hard.

I used to hate painting because it was just a lot of mindless work. Now I've realized that it's really difficult to get everything perfect. As a result I enjoy it more, but at the same time more frustrated that the result is not ideal. I've learned the following:

  1. Eggshell all the way. Flat looks dry & sandy, while anything shinier looks ... well, too shiny.
  2. Anything mixed with grey tends to be a nice neutral color -- important for places you rent out. I love dark grey-green bedrooms. For my condo I have 3 different colors on the walls: mostly sand / beige, but a few blue-grey accent walls. If my camera didn't get stolen I would have pictures.
  3. Good quality paint is usually worth it -- it looks better, goes on better, and you don't usually don't need 2 coats. I use Valspar at Lowe's, but Behr is just as good.
  4. Actually good quality everything is worth it. Get good brushes (Perdy) and rollers (Wooster). And when you're done, clean them out good. And for god's sake, do NOT stick the brush all the way into the paint -- no more than 2/3 in, kids!
  5. The blue tape works good for door frames and baseboard, as long as they are flat. Run your finger over the tape to stick it down GOOD and it usually works pretty decent. If there's a bunch of old paint / caulk / whatever then your results might vary -- might even be better to paint by hand.
  6. Getting the line between the ceiling and the wall is the worst. I've tried different tools, but have settled on a smooth hand and a 2-1/2 inch angled brush. The larger size gives more weight, allowing for a smoother line. Drag the brush horizontally along the line, which will probably leave some unpainted areas underneath the line -- fill these in later with a smaller brush. You may be tempted to use masking tape with this also. Don't bother: the texture on the ceiling will cause the paint to bleed all over the place. The pads work OK for a little bit, but I always dump them in the paint too much and after a few feet it messes up the ceiling. I like just trying to keep a steady hand better.
  7. Paint light colors first and dark colors later. If you're matching two colors on walls, extend the first coat a bit into the 2nd wall so you can paint just the wall and not the corner.
  8. Eggshell is nice because you can touch up after the paint is dry and it'll look like you did it right the first time. So touch touch touch up and keep touching up until it's perfect. And yes, this can be hell if you are even a bit OCD-inclined. At least that's what I've heard.
  9. MOST IMPORTANTLY, do not try to remove sprinkler heads. Umm, yeah I did this and water leaked a bit before screwing it back in. Then my dad said that if I actually got it off water would stream out of it with so much pressure that there was no way to get it on. So my place would be ruined. After that I was happy with a little water on the wall.
  10. Finally, take your time. Mistakes happen when you're in a rush to finish. I also find it more enjoyable to attempt perfection.
Since I end up relearning half of this stuff every time I paint, it will be nice to refer back to this next time.

reset

This is what I worried would happen.

When I left IBM around a month ago, I worried that without a job I would go out more, drink all the time, and get nothing accomplished.

Ok, what I worried would happen did not happen. But something else that I didn't worry about happening, happened.

I've spent a lot of time cleaning my place and getting it setup so that I can rent it. I've rearranged stuff, donated stuff to good will, and painted a bunch of walls -- the painting occurring mostly today and yesterday. I also went out at night with friends, which has been mostly fun. Pretty much everything I do is in one of those categories: working on stuff by myself and going to bar/lounge/etc with friends.

So what happened is that every conversation that I've had for the past couple of weeks -- maybe longer! -- has been accompanied by alcohol.

I didn't realize that until this weekend. On two occasions I was talking with people, and just felt -- uncomfortable. Almost like I was sketched out, my mind going all over the place and just feeling -- off. One of them got better when I got a glass of wine.

And really, the last good conversation I had without alcohol was with Chris, and I recall drinking about 6 cups of coffee. So that doesn't make me feel any better.

It makes me wonder if this is how people become alcoholics. Always needing a drink to be socially competent, leading to needing a drink to get out of the house, leading to needing a drink to get out of bed. Now, I'm not nearly that far -- spent most of the day painting without drinking anything, and went for a bike ride -- but it's already bad enough as it is.

So -- no more alcohol for me, at least for a little bit, at least a week. I don't think I need to quit drinking, but cutting down will be good.

Also going to start writing in the blog again. In general I haven't tried to edit anything I write after it's typed -- not sure if that's a good thing; any thoughts? My reason in the past has been that there's too much background to catch up with, but I need to realize that the blog is for ME, and if people don't know the background -- well, heh whatever. I'll write a "previously, on the ME show" entry soon.

BTW Nykee, you said that painting was therapeutic, to which I responded that I didn't need it. Well: Nykee +1. Shawn 0. Especially when listening to Erykah Badu and Just Jack. Cool stuff.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Some thoughts on the Cameroonian economy

People in Cameroon have money – it changes hands constantly – they just don’t have much of it. Women sell the crops that they don’t use to feed their family, but in because everyone is doing the same thing, prices are low. I think the problem is that no money is being created – although I don’t understand enough about economics to know for sure. For countries in the North, money is created by money being deposited into bank accounts and loans from those funds, and as long as there is a belief that it would get paid back eventually, credit continues to be distributed.

In Cameroon, no one has credit. No one has credit cards – it is a completely cash society. Some people have savings accounts, but they are expensive to open and have a minimum balance required. Money seems to come into the area mostly through Western Union, legally and otherwise. A major chunk of the money goes out of the area to beer companies, especially Guinness whose name is everywhere – even the main trail to the top of Mt. Cameroon is named “Guinness Trail”.

So I see the lack of credit as a big problem. There are so-called “microfinance institutions”, but even they have significant barriers to getting a loan – very different from what microfinance means in other countries. As if that was not enough, the government has some law which requires a huge amount of money to be deposited to start up your own microfinance institution – effectively barring small groups from providing loans for others, which would be the best way of alleviating poverty in the area. The existing for-profit “microfinance” probably companies bribed the government into enacting the law to force people to give them their business, which is short-sighted since a true MFI would create a market that could use them as the people got more money.

Of course, money is also coming into the country through outside aid agencies. But Cameroon is one of the most corrupt countries in the world, so little of the money actually makes it to the people it is intended for. Even if the corruption suddenly disappeared, the huge bureaucracy built up to get a piece of the pie would still remain. And no change is going to come in while the existing quote-democracy-unquote remains in the hands of Paul Biya, who has run it for over 25 years.

The cybercafé is another way people make money. Nigeria is not the only place where people try to scam people – it just has the most people. While I was sitting there yesterday, the person on the left was copying and pasting something about shi-tzu puppies to various sites using various different email addresses. It looked like he copied what someone else posted – so the grammar was good – and then put his own email address and put it in various places. The person on my right was sending an email to some organization claiming that he was deaf and wanted money. I suppose he could be deaf, since I didn’t talk to him, but I doubt it.

Cameroon, at least the Southwest region, is very fertile from the volcano. So while I’m sure people are hungry because they have no money to eat, food itself is abundant. The education system, however, does not seem to be good. I have seen some science textbooks, and most of it has to do with hygiene and HIV/AIDS – a good thing for people to survive, but not what people need to thrive.

The result is a dearth of critical thinking. Farmers grow what their parents grew, sell how their parents sold, and are expectedly in little better shape – except that everyone has a mobile phone. There is a risk in trying to do something different when your neighbor will just steal your profit and the corrupt police will likely not do anything about it. And the unexpectedly bright students leave the area because there are no high-paying jobs.

So in other words, it is difficult to see what could be done. Certainly there are certain local changes which would improve things for some people, but probably a new government would be necessary to change things, which is not going to happen any time soon. Until then, the people will sell the same crops as everyone else, petite trade the same goods as everyone else, and attempt to scam the Americans who unfairly have things better.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

a good week.

Just a quick post to say that things are looking up – I have some money and Turay has been providing decent food. I’ve decided to put the sketchy money situation behind me, because I’m convinced that Turay didn’t intentionally do anything wrong – he just doesn’t have a good financial mind. He also withdrew some money from the SDI savings, as I asked, and there is additional financing coming in from some external sources. I can now use SDI money for SDI activities and my own money for everything else. Turay is easy to work with, but it’s not an equal partnership: I’m pretty much running this organization at this point. I really wanted to work with other people to accomplish something, but I don’t think that’s going to happen.

I’ve talked with a couple groups of people to learn what are their problems, and will soon be working up some proposals to share with them to see which is best. The most interesting idea right now is buying surplus produce at a low cost that would otherwise go bad and opening a restaurant. It would provide free food to people that would otherwise go hungry, while later in the day selling the same meals for a moderate fee to people that can afford it. Not sure if I have the knowledge to start a futures market here in Cameroon though!

Tomorrow I have meetings planned with two local NGOs that provide microfinance services to the poor. This is another area which is crucial for bringing people out of poverty, but these orgs are already working in that space. I originally thought that I could start my own microfinance institution, but have decided against it because of these other orgs … and anyway, it would require a significant amount of cash up front.

I also have a new phone number – this is my phone, not one from Turay. The number is +237 7656 2434.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!! I am very jealous of you all.

shawn.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

water.


Today the water is flowing. The SDI office has water pipes -- for example, my bathroom has a showerhead and a regular toilet -- but water never comes out of them. Instead, there is a separate faucet outside which is usually dry. However, two or three times a week the water starts to flow. At these times we fill up all the buckets in the house so we have water for the next few days. One of these buckets is in each bathroom, used to manually flush the toilet (pouring water into the head) and bathing (pouring water onto the head).

This is enough water to bath every other day or so. It's also enough water for me to drink, after purification -- the water out of the tap is non-potable, even for the natives. People living here in Bomaka usally get water from the main quarter, Molyko. I've had a bit of this water and don't feel sick yet, but I don't want to push it, especially since I have a purifier. The purified water is good, after I figured how to use it correctly -- if you do it too much it tastes vaguely like bleach.

Instead of using the purifier, the water can also be boiled, which is done for making coffee or tea. And yesterday Turay got some Nescafe, which I drank today. Yay! I feel much happier -- kinda sad that simply drinking Nescafe can make me happy, but a $2 can of instant coffee is a pretty cheap thrill. Turay seems to be back to providing food -- today there are bananas and bread, and he's gone right now to get some vegatables -- so that's good. It also means either he's lying about not having any money or robbing people -- but at least I'm getting good food now.

I also discovered a cybercafe three buildings up from SDI -- it's the other direction from the main road, which is why I didn't know about it before. It's CFA500 for 3 hours, which is like 30 cents an hour. It's fairly fast when there aren't many people there, but with only 7 workstations it is often full. And I can't bring my own laptop, but I can use my flash drive to transfer files.

shawn.