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Tuesday, August 23, 2005 at 11:29 AM

Light and Lack Thereof

Today is Tuesday. Today is the day I work in a computer lab, making sure people are not viewing porn. Or I help them use email, save pictures of boyfriends in Iraq to disk, or print whatever the hell it is they're trying to get off the net. There aren't any windows in this place, though you do get some second hand light from doors that open into this hall. Yeah, we've got six computers, not in a room, but in a hall approximately 12 feet wide. Oh yes, we is very cozy here. Anyway, Western New York is under a thick layer of grey at the moment, so even the secondhand light is very dim and dreary. The place is lit by two over head lights. I hate overhead lights. Generally, I cannot think of a more depressing way of lighting a place. Perhaps it's just the personal associations I have with this method of lighting and the numerous college apartments I have visited for parties and so forth. There was one place I hung out at that had been dubbed "Purgatory" by the crowed that hung out there, which kind of explains it all. Naked bulbs suspended from the ceiling probably is the sort of lighting you find in Purgatory. Or, maybe Hell has the naked bulbs and Purgatory gets globes to go over them. (Hey Shaw, maybe the Howland common room is one of the levels of Purgatory Dante never got to.) I suppose the overheads are preferrable to the artificially chipper violet brightness of flourescents. That is if all bulbs are working -- which they somehow never are, in which case they offer their own unique variety of depressing atmosphere. Only five more hours to go and I can be immersed in fresh air and real light.

By adriennelibrarian at 11:29 AM

Blogger Shaw Israel Izikson said...

Some real evil stuff happened in the Howland Common room, yes.

Howland, itself, isn't totally evil.

I met a really weird girl there once, through my video camera lens...  

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Blogger Shaw Israel Izikson said...

Although she kinda is an evil PERSON at times, come to think of it...(joke)

And in Wally-world, the whole cieling is a sea of florecent lightbulbs (think about the sea of holes scene in Yellow Submarine...now think of a whole sea of florecent lightbulbs -endless...horrible, ugly.  

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Blogger adriennelibrarian said...

Ok, it's just 98% evil.  

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Blogger Shaw Israel Izikson said...

99.44%  

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Blogger Shaw Israel Izikson said...

Damn...long Tuesday.  

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Blogger Shaw Israel Izikson said...

This is the song that never ends
Yes it goes on and on my friends
Some people started singing it not knowing what it was
and they'll continue singing it forever just because...This is the song that never ends
Yes it goes on and on my friends
Some people started singing it not knowing what it was
and they'll continue singing it forever just because...  

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