Week 7: Blatant Cheating

Is it cheating if this is from about a week and a half (wait, was it that long?) ago? I had some cool pictured from this week, but I figured it'd be good to vary my theme a little.

Now, I'm not going to use this post to address the fact that here we eat our potato (and potato-bar ingredients) out of martini glasses, because
a) that is a subject for a person far better with words than I to undertake
and
b) it was completely delicious.
But anyway, with our potatinis in hand at the school's open house we sat over by the CAC, where lights were on and had been strung to illustrate what a well-lit and magical campus this really is.

Logically I know that these things (at the center of the benches, the glowing squares) have been there, and I've walked past them so many times I can't actually remember if they're always on at night or not - which is frightening to realize, because they're pretty cool (well, warm, but you get the idea). I'm going to have to keep my eyes open.

The frosting of the cover is interesting too, because that's what controls the extent of the glow, I suppose, but it does feel very much like it has a definitive source. I know where the light is, but it is still diffused by the very thick layer on top of it.  It reminds me of light coming through a fog (perhaps in those cheesy sci-fi movies), and gives the impression of something just beyond. Who light designed our compus? Mystery and art and potatoes. A delicious combination.