The construction in our building will never end. If and when they do finally finish, it will be time to start all over again. I think workers are responsible for approximately 99% of the fire alarms we have. And yes, there was another one today.
Tag: work
Not Ours
This pile of acoustical ceiling tiles has been sitting on the loading dock for over a year. The sign is new.
Seen In the Wild
We had a staff meeting today, and when I walked in this was on the conference room white board. My favorite thing in the world is to put my entire 160GB iPod on shuffle. Bring on the random, BAY-bee.
Morning Storm
It seemed like maybe the sun wasn’t going to bother coming up this morning, it was so dark.
Sunrise
Sunrise Over Eigenmann Hall
That’s an itty bitty waning quarter moon floating in the sky.
Pink
The public elevators in the east tower have two keypads, one on either side of the doors. Because humans are strange creatures, the floor on one side is worn through to the subfloor, while the floor on the other side is intact. Apparently people tend to turn left as they enter elevators.
They’re Coming
Brace yourself.
Another Beautiful Morning
And again, being a little late to work paid off.
Beautiful Old Things
From my break-time trawl through the stacks. There are several shelves of this periodical from the early 1800s. It looks like the bindings are almost, if not actually, as old as the books. Most are in decent condition, but a few spines are broken, allowing me to peek underneath their skirts, so to speak.
red paper boat 