Life of Wry

Thank goodness for friends who work at UCD, of which I have many. Without them, I might never venture to the inner campus, even living so very close. I skirt the perimeter of campus daily for one thing or another… because, literally, we live a block away, but it’s rare that I cross the line.  No reason… I love being on campus… I just don’t have any purpose that would regularly take me there.

Until I get to have lunch with somebody–usually at the Coffee House..the Coho, they appear to call it now.

Here’s what’s hilarious. I accept that we all have devices and pretty much look at them all the time. Still, it’s epic device-love at the Coho. I really wanted to take a picture of the main dining room, where there were hundreds upon hundreds of them lighting up the faces and dulling the senses of students everywhere, but felt too conspicuous, so snuck off a quickie in the hallway outside the main area. Still got a good sample:

Colorful, huh?

Unrelated to personal electronics, I really don’t know why I don’t go to the Coffee House more often; there are amazing choices for cheap food. And a pretty great coffee and baked-goods bar.  It’s probably the closest food establishment to our house, too.  Filing this away.

Between the Coho and our house is the humanities building. Always an architecturally worthy subject for a photo or two:

And noir-style, which seems fitting: