NEW BLOG!!!

This here is a post to link everyone to my new blog I will be relocating and removing my name from the url because it is so much cooler and creative to have a different name that doesn't include your name unless it's a cool one like vandylandadventures.blogspot.com (my sisters awesome blog). So Here is the new and improved max chamberlains blog ambitiousdesire.blogspot.com

For this new year In am going to get a desert plant and a bidet for my bathroom. I will also have the steamer hooked up and the walls for the shower prepped for tile. MOVE ON WITH FORWARD!

I'm back, back again

I am in a fit for similes. Do you know what similes are?
sim·i·le Said: [sim-uh-lee]
a figure of speech in which two unlike things are explicitly compared, as in “she is like a rose.”

I love these little paraffin gas bubbles that we explore in our daily lives. Starting with the basics: scared as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs, I'm as scared as yawning with the chance of a salamander going into your mouth, nervous as a home schooled child at a bar, excited as a fat man winning a sports event, brighter then looking at the sun till you go blind, lazy as a lonely mam loosing his legs over world of warcraft, angry as angry people on YouTube. They are a daily escapade that come to mind and work in real life situations.

Whats next on the list, is also an english word that means: switching around first letters, middle letters, and so on and carry forth. (british accent) haha wow this makes no sense. But any who I enjoy doing this. An example is shopping cart, copping shart, mexican riviera, rexican miviara, jalapeno butter-squash, balapeno jutter-squash, I'm practicing to become a profesional switcharooser-pallu-darrooser.

And another thing... Bidets are the greatest ever! Lets put it this way, say your making yourself a delicious PB&J, for some reason your making it in the living room over the carpet. Suddenly a bird flies directly into the window. The sound scares the tarnation out of you, as a big dollip of peanut butter kerplops onto the carpet... First you pick up the globule and throw it away. What do you do next is pull out the Resolve and spray that stuff down then clean it up with a cloth. It's the same thing with using a bidet you don't get a paper towel and smear that peanut butter all over the carpet. You end up making a crusty mess. Please take my advice use a bidet and let your worries away. Lucky for you whoever reads this blessed material will now never be able to use toilet paper without thinking of this analogy and some day invest in a simple or complex bidet.

Job Interview

So I don't do well with interviews but this one was by far the worst. It all started out one afternoon when I decided to interview for a very simple, very basic, not much experience required, job parking cars for a valet service. At first it took me a while to even find the place. I was given vague directions to a purple building on an avenue downtown. The problem was, only a dark purpleish hue was painted on one side of the building. I was looking for some gosh dang good Sesame Street Purple popping out at me grabbing my attention counting to 20 with count Dracula. No no not this time, so I go into the interview where I fill out some paperwork and wait till it was my turn. Two other people were there with me and you could hear what everyone was saying and talking about so I was figuring out what to expect from there conversations. BIG WRENCH the young man who was doing all the interviews had to leave and I was interviewed by SOMEONE ELSE. By this point I didn't really care about doing the job and after hearing the other conversations and seeing the other people being interviewed I felt more and more reluctant to even apply for the job. I sit down with the new guy and the first question he asks is "what first comes to mind when you think of this job?" I knew right away he had some canned answer that he thought up because everyone he interviews says "park cars," I wasn't going to have that kind of treatment so I decided that I was going to throw him a curveball and shake that little can of his. I thought for a moment and said "I'm in charge of someone else's car and...." "Thats only 10% of what we do here the other 90% is customer service" ..... I was in the middle of a sentence trying to throw out the canned answer and it still popped out! I wasn't in the mood to just let this one down so I would go into how important it was to have a good image and that there is no product except out service, so we need to be on our game. Further into the interview this kid wasn't shaking from that can-o-answers. He asked if I could drive stick... So a little side note here I've been driving a stick shift since for probably 10 years I've owned 4 cars all of wich have been stick shift legally I've been driving for 8 years all of wich have been in stick shift vehicles. Back to my interview. He knew that I was 24 years old and I have been driving since I was 16 he had all this information but he was so into his little can of question and answer that when he asked if I could drive a stick shift, I went into the story about how many cars and everything that I just told you about my driving history. He proceded to ask how well could I drive a stick shift.... I couldn't believe it. A grown man wasn't listening to what I was saying. I said "um after 8 years I'm quite well versed in driving stick" He then went into asking me if I was to be hired and there were 5 cars that were stick, would I be able to handle it? I was amazed by this point, I couldn't do anything but stare at him, but this was no little stare I had a face the kind of face like did you just ask me that question. seriously. oh and I made it a little awkward it wasn't a 2-5 second stare this was a whopping 10-12 second endless stare of soul piercing torture, with a taste of disgust from my facial expression. After that interview I seriously contemplated if I should take that job cause that was the kind of person that I was going to have to work under. It took a second interview/orientation and a little coaxing from the vise president to get me to agree to the position. Little did I know that I was to be working under the direct supervision of that same interviewer I couldn't believe it. So far it's been a pretty good job and I'm sticking with it for now.

UhOh I'm thinking again!

Thoughts that go in my head are usually profound and often to complex for the human range of understanding. So I'll include you in the ones that are a little more simple and not so epic. For example the capital W is way to overpowering in a title. When it's the first letter then it's ok but when it's placed somewhere behind the first word, woah it comes off too strong. I discovered this by writing a paper for my english class. I haven't been able to find a proper title yet and I am starting to like the one that I've come up with recently. My essay is about the amount of energy and emissions that a hybrid vehicle produces over a different car. I have come to the discovery that hybrid vehicles are not to good for the environment and takes close to an entire lifetime of a normal car to catch up to other cars. I have properly titled the essay as "Thanks Hybrid, Now Green Peace Will Destroy the World!" but the W in Will just leaps of the page and strangles you. No longer is green peace for the world but now it WILL DESTROY!!! the world. I'm not trying to be so strong in the title more kind of like a gentle... green peace you're not really making a good move in purchasing the hybrid cars of the future because it is causing a lot of pollution without you knowing about it and because the marketing is aimed towards you and your friends it's going to destroy the world quicker then it already is now especially if there is such a great demand for the cars that they become the norm and the energy costs that are already high are going to increase so please stop buying hybrid cars please. Thats kind of the direction that I would like to do with the title so I'm looking at a better word then will or I just don't capitalize it. Kinda something like "Thanks Hybrid, Now Green Peace is Destroying the World." this is a little better. Still that D is now too much... Hmmm new thought. My body hurts from working out, dragons are real and unicorns play in my backyard... see I tell you my thoughts are just too much for people to understand.

Observant Much?

Wednesday I went to school, my mind was not focused on school. I went into my first class and received a message from my mother about my doctors appointment the next day. She said that the doctor wasn't going to be able to meet me for the appointment but had an opening at 11:20. Right after my 10 o'clock class I took off to the doctors. I decided it would be fun to drive fast, but just my luck I ran into traffic. I got to my appointment and got a couple of prescriptions. I went to the pharmacy on the first floor of the clinic to have them fill my prescription. As I'm sitting, waiting for my prescriptions to be filled I felt that I might have a different appointment at the same clinic. I go to the second floor and discover that I did have another appointment but had two hours to kill before the next one. My mind began to go wild with what I could do in the two hours. I decide that I could grab some lunch and study some school work. Seems like a good idea, until I got to the Corner Bakery Cafe. This is where it all started I observed that this must be a good restaurant because the line was all the way out the door when I got there. Now that I'm in observant mode I start listening to conversations that people are having around me and what people are doing around me. The first thing I did was scan the area for potentials (girls) and after finding out that these where old people I quickly restrained my focus. I got a seat right next to a couple of ladies who had there children with them. I just thought of how awesome it was that these women have all this stuff going on in there lives and are managing there kids like it's just second nature. they never missed a beat in there conversations and kept the kids clean and in there seats. I can see why women have to be able to multi task so well. I dug into my Loaded Potato Soup Bread Bowl and read a little in my Economics book. Two ladies sat on the other side of me and talked about a lot of absolutely random stuff. By the end of there conversation they talked about coffee, what their food tasted like, deserts, breast feeding, table manners, jobs, hates, loves, and by the end of this exhausting conversation they concluded that they should take a walk afterwards and walk across some bridge. I figured I had been in the restaurant for too long after that conversation so I drove back to the clinic. The Clinic has been undergoing some renovations and have bought some property on the corner of the property. The lot was being cleared out for space to put a new building on. It was in primed for skateboarding. Some reason in high school I became a wood pusher and skateboarded a bit so I knew what I was looking for. I pulled into the parking lot and saw a couple of kids and I knew from the moment I saw them that they were boarders. So I got my creep on and stalked them for a bit to confirm that they where truly skateboarders. One was outside of the car talking on his cellular device. The other was gathering some sort of imaging device, I couldn't see from my strategic location... directly in front of them. I even backed into the stall to get a better view. I watched until the proof was revealed from the trunk. Two skateboards and there owners. I went upstairs to the waiting room as fast as I could so I wouldn't miss any of the action that was about to go down on the corner of 400 S. and 900 E. One seemed to have a little limp and continued to stay on his mobile. The other with the camera set up at a drop between some trees, and a third had been practicing his twisty twirls and flipty flops. They began to make some action happen, I was glued to the window on the second floor. standing in the lonely waiting room of a doctors office became exciting and dangerous. Try after try the skateboarders finally found a trick they liked. First a kickflip then a backside-flip, then... cops I was so bummed. The officer of the law pulled up in a big white van thinking he was all cool ran right into the path of the imaging device. No more footage and no more fun to be had on a completely empty lot. I couldn't understand why the cop had to be so forceful with driving in all intimidating like. I didn't like how it was handled. Luckily my mind was onto the next thing. A father and his child had stepped into the waiting room and sat down to fill out some paper work. He called his wife and asked her some general questions on the paperwork. Questions like how many months had the wife been with child before he was born and how much he weighed were the ones I liked the most. As he asked he first answered his question, and in all seriousness he said "wasn't it like 6 months after you got pregnant that he was born. At 17 pounds or something like that?" after a couple of remarks from his wife he said "really it was nine months? he was 7 pounds yea that sounds right." I thought it was great that he was such a dad.

Day Tuesday

I have an Idea!!! I've bought a Go Pro Helmet camera and have been on a quest to discover the best angle to film with it. I'm not complacent with the fact that it has taken 20 years to get a camera that is small enough to fit on top of a helmet and film things that have never been filmed before. I seem to think I can get a better angle then professional videographers who have years of experience and schooling under there belt. So I'm on, what may be, an impossible task but I have a couple of ideas that I've been playing with. I have to build funky contraptions, things that are goofy and awkward. What has got me fixed on capturing the best angle for filming active sports started by watching videos on you tube. I kept on being awed by the amazing things that people are able to capture. Seeing a personal view of what people are experiencing, flying through traffic on a motorcycle or base jumping off a building. These things have always been filmed from the sidelines or from a standing point. Now having a camera mounted to your head or chest gives you the "what there seeing" view. While I was watching the movie Tron, I saw an angle that only lasted for a few seconds on the screen. Sam Flynn was driving through the streets on a motorcycle being chased by a cop. Sam decided to jump off the side of the roadway onto a lower street. The angle shifted and was mounted behind Sam's back. You could see his head, upper torso and the direction he was traveling. The only thing that you couldn't see from that angle was what the motorcycle was doing. With the camera mounted in that position it only looks like he hits a bump. So the camera angle changes and shifts to a mobile unit that shows the extent of the "bump" that was portrayed. When he went off of the bump it was actually a 4 ft drop onto the other street. What I'm so intrigued with is how to capture the entire event, somehow show what the rider or athlete is doing. So I embarked on a project to first create the angle that was on Tron. I took it out skiing with me, built with wood scraps and piping left over from house projects. It stuck out 4 ft. from my back and looked ridiculous. I got a lot of weird looks. I was able to get some good angles but still it wasn't good enough. So my next project was to have the angle shifted more to the side view then an over view. I have just finished it and have not yet been able to take it out on the slopes. My goal is to see the entire person and show what the body goes through during the rigors of active sports. It still needs to be perfected but I'm just finding the best angle and position while still giving mobility and not interrupting the athlete.