...and this super old desk!

Covered with a thick layer of dust and debris - but the treasures are not completely lost!



Handwritten yellowed directions to operate the equipment down in there!!! Fan-freaking-tastic!!!

First route through the tunnels

A handy warning at the beginning of the tunnels. Nonetheless, it's tricky for engineering students to NOT run their hands lovingly along the bundles of wire that appear everywhere.

I wonder what these control?

7ft diameter tunnels, seemingly endless in length with the dim lighting.

Stepping down through the tiny doorway into our first stop along the way!

Second stop: "behind the scenes"

We had happened upon a plethora of theartical supplies. It may rather have been the theatre graveyard - but one cannot be sure.

One could be sure that this was either a really really ugly lampshade OR a really really cool bird cage.

Inexplicable handprint grafitti didn't seem to lead anywhere in particular...

But looking closely, it seemed to bring to light "the horrible laundry incident", whatever that may be. It clearly involved a can-can dancer, and she definitely liked to use fabric softener.

The tunnels: an endless stream of randomness

Where are we going? Where did we come from? Are we going up or down? Left of right? North, east, south, west?

Look left, there's a pile of light bulbs amongst the high voltage wires...

Look right, there's a remnant from the hippie days (apparently one of the reasons the tunnels were locked up was because students would go down into them to smoke grass)

Look up, there's a rusted over manhole...

Walking walking walking...

Last Stop on the Main Tunnel Tour

I can see the light!

We seem to have landed in a cable repository. Blue and orange are fun colours.

The endless stream of orange and yellow twisted wires...

Or maybe it was a chair repository that we arrived in?

Or some sort of switchboard action?

Either way, this is the view looking back from whence we came.

Pigeons hang out below the library

The library AC filter appears to be producing a lot of foam.

It's rather a large filter...

MAJOR pigeon deposits here.

The tunnel under the pool

The question was, what is so important on the roof of the men's washroom that requires razor wire?

The stairs leading down to the pool tunnel.

I love nameless boards of submarine-looking knobs and dials. I was very glad to see another one!

I have no idea where you'd have to be in the pool vicinity to look down into where I was looking up for this photo

Blue means cold and red means hot?

Reassuringly there were alkali deposits along the walls. That means there is NO leaking, right?
These wires were also reassuring. They are right next to the alkali crust too.

I thought the colours in this picture were pretty.

Final Stop: Air Flow System (Gym)

Fuse boxes look neat when they're lit up.

The big fan motor (off, so as to avoid chopping up engineering students)

Beautifully disgusting goo-blob of grease to keep things running smoothly.

The big ol' fan belt in back that keeps it running (fan belt operating fan, that one really makes sense, doesn't it?)

Very old whisk broom hanging out in the corner by another secret doorway!

Oh... it only leads to an extremely dusty swamp cooler. Not overly exciting. But of course, since I went in there (NO ROOM WHATSOEVER) everyone followed with "what's in here?"

It's Vegas Baby

What am I talking about? Next weekend. That's right. But it's probably not what you think.

http://www.mountainmanevents.com/lasvegastriathlon.htm

Everyone send me their leg power!

My new "toy"

Sale + Storage Solution = awesome purchase (and NO holes in the wall!!!)

Much too short of a weekend reunion

After far too long, the 3 beautiful Burs(z)tyn girls were reunited. Curse my shortness next to those two, completely unfair!!!! And what the heck is my hair doing???

We figured it had been 5 years since Peppermint Patty and Pearl were last together!

Super Cousin's Preferred Mode of Transportation

Possibly the best catching up time was had when we took my cousin to her riding lesson, cool breezy country air, something to watch, time to chat...

Molly Chub Chub

"mmm... that volleyball sure was delicious, but now all I can reach are my paws... oh well, better clean them up good to compensate"


Molly Chub Chub (known just as Molly to the household members, I tastefully added the Chub Chub to allow for her generous physique) is one of 4 cats now occupying my aunt's new residence in Reseda.

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I finally found this commercial online. Generally I hate commercials, but I find this one terribly funny.

Who misses Kiki?

Don't even try to deny not missing the giant ball of orange purring fur. I know you do.
He likes to keep me company when I'm knitting something - and most of the time that's fine (see above).


But then he'll roll over, which becomes slightly less helpful, and slightly more annoying.


Of course that doesn't mean it's not cute or anything...