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A sign posted on the doors of the ladies locker room:

"NO HOT WATER UNTIL 05/21"

Of course, it is now my routine to shower there after work-out classes. It hasn't been too bad, though near the end it feels like my head was dunked in a frozen lake.

The ladies locker room is actually quite convenient, with towels you can check out with just your ID card, showers (with curtains, thank goodness), hair dryers and plenty of room. Also, it is quite warm in there, to make up for the freezing shower. Though, a note on the shower curtains: They are just wide enough to cover the shower opening, if the material was completely stretched out. But, as shower curtains go, the curtain is slightly waved. Luckily there is no one else in there at the time I am.

Beautiful.

The Ladies restroom in OSH displays a long mirror above the three sinks. Someone placed a sticker top and center of the mirror. Must be Valentine's Day.

Doughnut Chairs.

With the new remodel of the library, new furniture was part of the improvements. The old desk chairs, arm-chairs and couches were acceptable and functional, though definitely showing wear. Now, the new chairs at all of the computers are ones that you can sit in without feeling like you're sitting in a chair for hours on end. But what I am so keenly interested in are the new "arm chairs". I dubbed them the "doughnut chairs". The basic concept is a half-sphere, with a slightly pushed out bottom and back with cushions to seat a human. On a tour of the library, it was revealed that the designer calls them "The Womb." One full grown man could easily curl in a fetal position and fall asleep (the down fall of studying in these chairs: sleeping comes easily). Each chair is built to withstand decades of wear, costing near $3,000 (yes a comma in the price) each.

We don't skimp here when it comes to a student's education (or comfort).

A Letter.

Dear Math Tutoring Center,

1. Get more tutors who know Stats.
2. If you do know Stats, please help me to do the problem correctly.
3. If you come to help me with a problem, please wait until I understand. Explaining a concept and walking away does not count.

Sincerely,
A Stats student.

Parking Meters

On a lovely, sunny afternoon in September, I parked my car near a large lawn on campus where a friend loaded his bike into the back of my car. We discovered a frisbee. We both had things to do that afternoon so I loaded the parking meter with some change, enough for about 26 (do I really remember that?) minutes. Of course, once one is involved in a game such as this, time fades away. I realized we were there considerably longer than planned and paid for, but with no parking attendants in sight, we kept playing. Finally, our arms exhausted, we wandered back up the hill to the car, where lo and behold, there was a man on a bike in a uniform, looking at my flashing red "EXPIRED" meter. As I approached the car and opened the door, he said to me "You know you're meter ran out." My relpy, "I do now" and shut the door.

More such meters line the restaurants near campus. The row of parking spaces was empty, and I pulled into the last space. Collecting change, I walked to the meter. The slot for my space read:














and the slot was jammed full of coins. I used the next meter over to pay for my parking.

First Day Drool

When one has the chance to peek into the full and active classrooms of others, especially on the first day of class, there is almost 100% of the time, a uniform expression on the faces of the students. Stupified "what-the-heck-am-I-getting-myself-into-and-paying-for-it", mouth open (or at least the jaw is apart if the lips are closed) blank look at the teacher. To these people: I know. Take luck.

Driving Machines

Walking through a college parking lot can be quite the museum. Clunkers that are being held together with team memorabilia, scooters, every once in a while a lucky student with a European car, but most are just cars that have 7-10 years on them already that run well enough for transportation, naps and restaurant seats. One thing they all have in common - Dirt. My car is no exception. Out all night next to sprinklers, the morning brings nice pollen coat of fuzz. With papers, exams and work (to pay for that car) the last thing on a student's mind is the outward condition of their car. Every car in sight had water spots, road dirt, or pollen. We should look at this as the way the rising generation is contributing to the environment by saving water and not polluting the ground with cleansing chemicals.