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This blog is a mish-mash of experiences that I have had since its inception. Orignally, it allowed me to stay in communication while overseas summer 2006 with family and friends. Now it survives as just a pulse of what happening with me and since I am back in school full time now, there isn't as much travel. Still, read, laugh, share, comment, suggest and give me the link to your blog so I can check it out. Thanks For Reading, Joe Dumesnil
So back in Denver now and been hunting for something to keep me busy and allow for some money making. Would love to find a contract position in the Oil and Gas sector that would allow me to compliment my resume and add to my upstream foundation of experience. So far I have talked to the Canadian Consulate who would like to do a Rockies Market Analysis with a deliverable that would identify best options for Canadian company entry to the US Rockies. San Juan Resources, a small operator of gas wells in the 4 corners area of the NM might have some more temporary project work and I will meet with the Owner/President/CEO again tomorrow. I have also submitted my resume to EOG, EnCana, Bill Barrett Corp, Samson Resources, Noble Energy, Cimarex, Forest Oil, Williams Energy, Pioneer Natural Resources, St. Mary's Land and Exploration and Anadarko to name a few. Seems like most of the larger shops are looking for full time, not contract, so that is a limiting factor. Still I have to go to to Paris in January to finish the course work for my degrees. This all leads me to the exciting news of….:
The formation of FIG Oil and Gas Company, LLC. FIG is an single member LLC for me to work under. It allows me to bill hours for project work, right off membership expenses for networking at O&G Association functions and most importantly will serve as the operator and organizer of 2 other LLCs that I will seek outside investment for. XYZ LLCs business plan will focus on wildcatting in Kansas and ABC LLCs business plan will seek investment opportunities within the Upstream Methane Technology coupled with an eye towards acquisition of oil and gas leaseholds that will benefit from innovative upstream methane technology. Of course XYZ and ABC are only temporary names, FIG on the other hand has some personal meaning
Besides FIG being one of the most recognized words in the world due to the historical or evolutionary importance to diets of humans and our tree dwelling predecessors it is also an acronym for a multitude of simple but core beliefs for me: For Ideas of Grandeur, For Investors Good, Flexibility Innovation Growth to name a few and the list is growing. If you have one, let me know.
FIG O&G is marketing itself currently as a consultant with competency with no bad habits, because much of my experience is book taught or 2nd hand experience. I bring an fresh mind and clean slate to problems that may need an approach from a different angle to find the solution as well the energy and willingness to take on tasks other may not want to or simply don't have time to given the state of the industry.
In short though, FIG Oil and Gas is "Ideas, Analysis & Solutions for Petroleum Geology, Exploration Economics and Strategic Upstream Investment".
I am excited also to attend the IPAMS Annual Meeting in Vail this weekend. www.ipams.org . And soon, Jeannette will be back from South Africa to start studying for comprehensive exams for entrance into the doctoral program. While she is studying during July I will be attending the Petroleum Super School, offered by the Petroleum Engineering department at Mines. I am think the 3 week PSS will be an integral compliment to my geology bachelor's.
Link to Petroleum Super School: http://www.mines.edu/outreach/cont_ed/pss.htm
Headed to the Yanks-Rockies Game tonight with Azziz, Joe McCool and some other friends and going to try and sneak some fishing and some golf in somewhere soon. Hope all is well out there with my friends and fam. I do miss you and if I can do anything for you let me know.
Best,
Joe
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Denver > Philly > Louisville > Columbus > Richmond > Hilton Head / Bluffton > Jacksonville > Memphis (Graceland) > OKC > Denver
Philly: Damien and Abby's Wedding, great turn out of old friends, golf the day of the wedding made for an afternoon nap that extended through the wedding though. Phil had a mild alcohol induced siezure before my eyes at 2:30 in the morning; he was talking, then staring silently mid sentence and then started talking right where he left off after about 30 seconds of silence. Phil – REST!
Columbus: Christy, so good to see you. Congrats on 5 years. When are you coming out to see CO. Justin Harmon is doing well and selling pimped out Airstreams. I need to get him some info on Betrand and Cournot price and quantity strategies. I tried to convince him to loan me one to goto Burning Man. C'mon that would be a great marketing opportunity. Dr. Frolking is still teahcing up a storm at Denison. Mike Frazier tells me he is headed to retirement.
Richmond: Mike Grizzard is doing great. Mike was my roomate senoir year with Damien and Josh in Stone at Denison. He works for a small fund management firm that sounds like very cool new venture growth opportunity. Sounds like he might try and get back into school to chase an MBA. Had a chance to meet his brother, really cool guy with some temporary driving restrictions if you know what I mean, so all of us got along pretty well since we all think alike.
HHI/Bluffton: Caught a lot while there: a lot of sharks, bass, sleep, rest, food, parental company and good southern hospitality.
Jacksonville: Kelly Sewell is living well and doing something she loves (most of the time). Kelly's attention to detail makes her the on to comb through fine print in all the Private Equity and ETF contracts that Raymond James' somewhat light, quick and elite small bank investment group. I've decided I want to hire her away from that at some point and see if she can help me in contract analysis and management in oil and gas. Kelly, thanks for a wonderful visit in JAX. I hope South Africa was amazing and I hope to see you again soon, you Southern Belle you.
Memphis, Graceland: I stayed at the days and in Memphis, directly across from Graceland, Elvis's Mansion. I want to go back to try and go for a swim in his pool, but I need someone to go with me cause I really don't want to get arrested by myself. The swimming pool was in the shape of a guitar.
Oklahoma City: I visited Jenny and her parents for 4 days. We had a blast. We went to the Zoo, played golf with her paprents and took the Grandparents along to watch. Her Grandpa makes the best bread and wrote a book on Pressure Vessels, that is still used as a reference book for the oil and gas industry today. Jenny's family was so open and inviting, I was blown away. They were also so proud, caring and well wishing for their "Cunci", especially Grandma. Eva and Dan, Jenny's parents, have a beautiful house on the fringe of OKC in a great area of town. I loved sitting on their patio in the their backyard in the eveing just chatting away, puffing on an Avo Uvezian cigar. Eva is apparently an allstar commercial real estate broker with CBRE and Dan, Jenny's dad is the guru behind the scenes, orchestrating everything from financing, to the publishing company for Grandpa's book, to finessing one fo the best chilli recipes I have ever tasted. I can't wait to see them and spend more time with them again.
Then Back to Denver: See the more recent post with that update.
So I have 2 exams this Friday but that's all on the exam taking front. I have a paper that is due next Monday and then this semester is sign sealed and delivered. It kind of snuck up on me, seeing I there have been some super ups and some pretty low downs for me this semester. Still I maintain that I am the luckiest, most blest, spoiled little boy in the whole school. Really the ups and down are a construct of my own… my apologies if you got to hear about one of the downs, please next time remind me I am the luckiest guy on planet earth. I am not as stressed as last semester this time, probably because I have 3 less exams. The paper that I need to turn is in is pretty interesting…. Well to me at least… it has been fun to write, should be fun to finish. <<<<<<WARNING SKIP TO NEXT PARAGRAPH IF ECONOMICS IS TOTALLY BORING TO YOU--- TRUST ME >>>>>>>> On that note: QUESTION: if comparing yearly exploration expenditures relative to average price for the year over time …… wait let me be exact here, start over. Let's say onshore domestic oil expenditure relative to average price of Brent per barrel for the year yields some ration and I and I want to compare that changing ratio over time with let's say, natural gas onshore domestic expenditures relative to Henry Hub price per mcf (we would hope to show cross price activity levels reflected and some example of a rate of product transformation, either from gas to oil or vice versa) WOUL D YOU ADJUST THE PRICE AND EXPENDITURES TO REFLECT REAL 2006 DOLLARS? I don't know… would you. My guess is that this would dampen any signatures of change a bit and just being manipulating something that doesn't require manipulating b/c the ratio is static in time… BUT we are looking at dollars over time and in order to make any quantifiable conclusions one have to pick a side and be able to defend the choice, I could see many of my peers picking the real dollars so as to have time in perspective of today's dollars…. I don't know. What would you do?
Moving along, the Government Sponsored Critical Language Scholarship that I applied for did not come through… which is kind of a bummer, but like I said earlier, most spoiled rotten little boy on earth… there are lots of other options for summer and plenty of time to sort that stuff out.
I am really looking forward to an end of semester celebratory jaunt back east… Thursday of next week I should be en-route with my cracked windshield and audio books with Carolina on my mind and a wedding of 2 of my closest friends from college. BUT SERIOUSLY WHO IS GONNA TELL THE TRUTH HERE…….. ok I will.
Damien and Abby: Abby from the Crawford Halls and our first days of college I remember nothing but great memories. Steely Dan and Grateful Dead into the late night study hours or slightly saucy jabberwocky session on Venditouli's and Johnny's room on second with Adam Bouchet Friedman coughing up a lung next door, while Bryan or whoever that whack job roommate of his was that like to black out, get arrested and soil himself ;lay in bed passed out with fluorescent overhead lights on, Pink Floyd Mettle playing tripily and Adam chiming in with a cough or a cackle (note to all your moms and dads out there… you should be thankful… we were Kosher compared to this kid, speaking of Adam's roommate, not Adam of course). Then second semester when I met the Man, Damien, years later dubbed "Stamien". I only met him because I pledged a fraternity, mind you the best pledge class of the best fraternity I could have ever seen myself joining. And each one of us was a character in his own right especially you Damien. The reserved witty comment in think Boston accent for exactly the right time to let everyone know… you aren't back, no, no, no, you been here the whole time!!! And your unrelenting and I'll say it, quite admirable performance Senior year with regard to working out, hitting the books and finishing what you started triumphantly with pride while many of us layed off the afterburners and me imparticularly reminding everyone while 3 sheets to the wind that "D" well "D" was for "Diploma". I just didn't think Chavez would take me so literally. All of us we grew, we groped, we eventually graduated... BUT and I put my foot down here. You 2, Damien and Abby, better not think for one second that you had any of us fooled for that senior year, all sneaky about where you were, disappearing to Mulberry (maybe I shouldn't be talking: collar… getting…. Tight…uhum), no pda, less raging, more homework/books. I mean YES, Jackson and I were taking double Beam and Coke to the wood working shop with that Zellwegger-esque Dutch teacher for Sculpture I Class at noon 3 days a week, and yes I had focused my efforts on corrupting Griz and making out late night with the hostess from Brews in the living room while ya'll slept, but DON'T THINK FOR A MINUTE THAT WE WEREN'T ON TO THIS WHOLE THING FROM THE GET GO. OK…..?
The beautiful thing about it all… is that it lasted … and we will get a chance to celebrate that love ….. and all the experiences that brought us…. more importantly you two….. to this point in time and to this outward sign of commitment to one another…. in less than 2 weeks with you. E-cheers to that… (and if you weren't nervous yet… anyway)
I should be studying… ciao for now!
And special thanks to Chile Bean for the Manjar and the bags we like and really most importantly the super thoughtful and oh-so-touching card… you made my week.
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So 5 years ago and a day I had a pretty rough day, little would I know that I would look back on it as one of the greatest things that had ever happened to me.
Reader's Digest Version: without incrimination too.
Yes, I was having some personal problems, primarily associated around a couple of good friends; let's just call them Jim Jack and Johnny. I decided, probably more like resorted, to the only option I had yet to try; ASK FOR SOME HELP. Sick of trying to fix myself and having gotten to point desperation, I sought someone who knew me, knew J, J and J, but was not mom or dad. I was 24, college grad, "Parlance of my time" to quote the Dude, living in a studio with a Murphy's bed that was always down. Had left my job that I hated and holed up; no phones, no mail. J, J and J were lying around everywhere, I couldn't see straight and wouldn't have wanted to see myself, and yeah I was scared to even look in the mirror. I reached out to the one person I could think of that would keep it objective in my mind, no more sympathy, enabling, coddling. I called my Uncle, the late and mind you life saving that day and GREAT Rodney Brown. He had known the 3Js too and had somehow kept them at bay for a long time, over 20 years. He had seen me when I was rolling with the 3Js and no crass comments, nor snide looks, more the look of I know something you don't. The thing about Uncle Rodney was that he would good, kind, understanding, caring; a man among men with a heart equivalent to Fort Knox (pity shame he lived in Indiana). He would tell me what to do; he would know what to do. I knew, just knew he was the right person to talk to about the 3Js. By now I have called the Central Office in Denver and told them that it was that bad and I'd call back after I thought about it…too funny; typical ehhh. So by the time I get a Uncle Rodney on the phone I am hyperventilating, like bad, like I can't feel my dang fingers, I am scared, not sure what is happening or going to be happening in the next second, let alone the next day or week or month. We chatted, he suggested that I find a bag to hyper ventilate into, good advice really. We chatted, I cried, I needed help and needed and ear all the while at the very same time I did not know what the hell I needed. Yet he kept it simple, said the right things and kept me in the moment because the past and future were way too scary to even think about. He suggested I let my Dad know what was up, I did that, he suggested that I might attend one of dem regularly scheduled meeting that you hear about. I was ready.
My car had expired plates, from South Carolina still, I had lived in Denver for nearly 2 years. Hell no I didn't have insurance. I had better uses for the money. I only used the car to pick up my friends the 3Js, but I had to have them with me to even think of leaving my den. Ben and Leslie came to see me that night. They stood by and helped me clean some of the carnage of waste and ill care up around the den. They smiled and laughed when appropriate and told me that it was OK, which I really needed from some piers given the situation. Ben helped me clean up the luggage that the 3Js come with and for some reason I knew he had wanted to do that for long time… he had seen a friend slip and full on spiral for too long. Still, no confrontation, just support, thanks you. Dad and my talk went about as good as it could, not sure if I had an expectations of how that one was going to turn out, but it was decided that it couldn't hurt to do some family time, golf and HHI time.
Back to the car and March 1st 2002; at 11:30am a new friend that knew, but did not know my Uncle and Dad, was going to meet me to go to a nooner. I woke up terrified and it wasn't long before I was back in tears and hyper ventilating. 11:30 came and I stepped out of my den and the building and into the car. There was about a foot and half of fresh snow on the ground and this guy had driven 20 miles through uber sloppy roads to pick my sorry ass up at the request of long distance couple of friends that were my family. Little did I know I was to be part of a different kind of family, a family that all of them belonged to. He, Andy B, told me to take everything with a grain of salt as I hunch over in the front seat and continued to hyper ventilate. He told me I would be ok. We got to SEAC to the nooner… I couldn't talk really, very shaky, paranoid, scared and too be honest, I don't think I had been outside during the daytime in that unaltered state in a long time. I was introduced as Joe D, Andy told the 40+ other people in the meeting that I was a golfer and had a good swing, dad must have told him that. I laugh/cried because it was a bit embarrassing, I mean I was still shaking and breathing awkwardly heavy. I couldn't feel my finger tips, the accelerated breathing had put so much CO2 in my veins I had lost feeling in them and they for shaking and tensed straight. Someone brought me coffee and I laughed cause there was no way I could get my fingers to bend, they just wouldn't. Post introduction, there was a roared accompanied by smiles of strangers and welcomes. I tried to listen, but not sure I really heard anything other than I thought I might want to see what the hell these guys are doing cause they seem to be happy, of which I hadn't experienced in a long time. We left the nooner; Andy B took me to a greasy spoon near my house… I couldn't eat much. He gave me a book and suggested I try to get some sleep, read the book, and go back for another meeting ASAP. They had 4 meetings a day there and Andy explained there were 1000 a week in Denver Metro.
It was going to be OK; I realized that I wasn't alone and that there just might be a solution; if I would have it. HOW you ask? Honesty Open-mindedness and Willingness… time takes time, can't force a good thing, but just keep coming back because miracles do happen. I could do that.
Thank god for Uncle Rodney, Andy B., Ben & Leslie Suh, my parents and the hundreds, probably thousands that have continued to lend a hand, an ear, a suggestion, a bit of honesty, compassion, thought, love, time, their lives, their experience, their pain, their joy, their hope; you are why I am here today. If you stumble I want to be there for you, available to be of service to others, any others, finally some meaning to life and it was there all along. All I had to do was change my perspective a tad. Again, from one thankful MF, thank you everyone.
MOVING ALONG TO ONE OF THE GIFTS, more a bundle of gifts:
South America:
March 9th, 2004 Denver to Santiago, CHILE leave midday
March 16th, 2007 Santiago, CHILE to Buenos Aires, ARGENTINA
March 18th, 2007 for one night Colonia, URUGUAY
March 20th, 2007 Buenos Aires, ARGENTINA to Santiago, CHILE
March 22nd, 2007 Santiago to Denver arrive in the morning.
IF there is someone or something I shouldn't miss, please let me know.
AND finally, I did not get into the summer school in Germany, waitlisted, but no reply on where I am on the waitlist. So I want to learn another language… this whole English thing is cool and all but I want to speak something else. Go somewhere else and learn hopefully. Going to check in with some high up friends from Saudi and see if Egypt for internship and study is possible. Possibly Dubai. Shoot wherever. Would love to learn some German, French, Arabic, Russian, Hindi, Farsi, Mandarin or Japanese. Suggestions? Got any, send'em along.
Good night and may you who are reading this be content and blest with health and some humor.
Joe Dumesnil
Hello everyone... here are some pics from the rodeo the other night. We had a great time and actually got upgraded seats do to a mix up with our tickets.
I have been rebuilding my computer for the past couple of days. Picking up the pieces, installing, re-installing, cursing, attempting to refrain from physical demonstration of my frustration, you know all the mellow life is easy stuff. In a narrow and all out clash of the titans battle I am please to announce Joe - 1.000001, Computer - 1.000000, close but vistorious. In a way it was god sent, now it is updated, back-ed up and ready for another year of use till it crashes again. So in the meantime its smooth sailing. (fingers AND TOES crossed). Also, thinking about doing the upgrade to Vista, so if you have comments, let me know, I want to hear.
Ahhh... the sounds of rubber spinning in a shell of frozen water (zeeeeeeeee). Complimented by engines and scraping of metal on ice and road.
Truth is I have been really lazy and haven't written in my blog so this breather I speak of is one of eye-opening excitement. I am flying to chicago in about 2 hours to see Andrew Juedes, Tim Walters and some other Dension folks. I have been in Louisville and have seen lots of family and friends this past week after 3 days in New York. I saw, Ed and Shirley Dumesnil, Danny, Janice and Kobe (spelled right?), Josh and Caroline Jevne, my parents and grand parents, the Whitty's (John, Laura and Arra), Allen Bush(Uncle Al) and Aunt Betty. So good to see all these folks.
So I am writing from New York City. Exams are over and teh condo is sold. Last week was packed full of things from Monday morning through Friday at 4:30 when I formally closed on the property. Really excited to be over with my first semester and am sure that it ended well definately a B or better average. One note to self, probably shouldn't have taken 5 classes in my first semester without checking to see if each of them had a final.
I attended a seminar to focussed around what role CSM should have in Public Policy. Below is more specific info on what I attened. This is an excerpt from a white paper written by Rod Eggert and Laura Pang for the seminar that was to guide the discussion. This is important to me and I look forward to playing an active role in it as it develops.
Pics from the Frac job yesterday. Lindsay, Roberto and I went. We basically had a private tour of a frac job. Many thank to Halliburton and Encana for having us.
I went up to
Thursday of last week I went to an IPAMS (Independents Petroleum Association of Mountain States) Hedging seminar. It was focused on practical application of hedging for the oil producers in the
While I was driving up to the mountains on Wednesday, I noticed my car was losing some of its power and of course the check engine light came on. So Friday I got outfitted with a rental by the dealer where I get my work done and they set out to make some money on me. 8 hours and 400 smokes later I redeemed my rental and was please to find out that they owed me a refund for some work done 3 months ago that should have been warranty work. More good news is that my station wagon now hauls butt. The inline 5 cylinder Volvo with its low pressure turbo is ready to take on any challengers and go full speed ahead up the mountains for winter. They also were able to do an alignment which has smoothed out the ride noticeably. The roads in
Friday Night I was invited by a friend to attend the unveiling of the largest specimen of Aquamarine found in the state that was held at the Denver Museum of Nature and Science. It was really an Oil and Gas event with tons of politicians, lawyers and independently wealthy oil men of
And to wrap up this post, we got a bunch of snow earlier but none of it stuck. Now the temp is dropping, supposed to bottom out around 19 tonight. And I am actually heading to well site tomorrow morning to see a stimulation job called a "Frac" around 6 so its should be kind of chilly in the morning. I'll try to get some pics.
This is always a strange week of the year for me, at least the last 4 years have been... I just have a much different game plan or approach to Halloween relative to past years. There, but for the grace of god, go I.
So, been a while and things are pretty much status quo here. I had a very relaxing weekend with a wonderful dinner at my Lebanese friend's house with about 20 friends on Saturday evening. I took the most awesome nap yesterday while watching some football. Caught a little of the world series, which is really cramping my Simpsons watching. I woke up with a hell of back spasm this morning, but its gone since I worked out.
I booked my Christmas/Birthday Travel. Really excited for the 3 cities I will be in New York City for my birthday and Chicago right after X-Mas. I have no set plans or places to stay yet in NYC or Chicago so let me know if you want to hang or have a place to stay. See below.
These are some pics from my drive up to Rocky Mountain National Park this weekend. Estes Park which is at the entrance to the park is a Rocky Mountain Shangri-La. I can't believe it took me 6 years to tak ehte time to drive up there. The leaves on teh trees had already begun to fall but there were still some brilliant colors on the hill side. Below is a shot of a Pasture where we found at least 200 elk watering and bugeling (sp?). You mau be able to pic out some of the elk near the water. It reminded me of a trip my mother and I took up to Jackson, WY last year about this time.
Weather partly cloudy, high clouds, about 50 at the top with a stiff breeze that makes you eyes water. But is you get out hte wind it is so comfortable. I guess fall has set in and winter is fast approaching. One of the things I have noticed since I am now in Denver more that I have been over the past 3 years is that the (jeez i have been living in Denver for 6 years now, whoa) is that is more moist here that I thought. Maybe thats because I have spent majority of that travel time on the western slope which tends to be drier, more harsh.
I hope this finds everyone ok, happy, content and blest with some health. I am getting over a chest cold... Just not very good at being sick. But hopefully this will leave be invicable ove the winter. Ciao!