Thursday, February 17, 2011

Commuter Hangout

Bears Den

Chairs- new setting, been here before always sat a booth, nice large comfortable booths, now sitting on weird fitted chair curved to your back to make your posture strait, but arm rests are scarce, flat wooden bottoms and a bit slippery

Tables-All rectangle or square shaped different colors and patterns (brown,purple,light blue), a cafeteria type setting but randomly spread out amongst unordinary pillars and architecture

Architecture-supposely built like the fire ice restaurant in Providence but I've never been, all i know that the
bear's Den is unusual compared to the other cafes on campus, hollow ceilings dispered with  in hanging art, art such as big huge yellow/green sun or fan shaped chandeliers but mostly huge art pieces laying above with the little lights in middle hanging, also laying above with the art is heating vents; not really noticable considering how much stuff is up there

Walls-Huge long windows lay rectangular ocean blue one half and the other half was orange-yellow, ton of bright colors everywhere, an atmosphere made look like happinness like in a grade-k classroom, interesting shaped architecture


Response: Everything seems big, large, and colorful.  Those are definitly the thoughts that came to my head when I was inside the Bear's Den.  I've never been to the Fire Ice, but supposely Bear's Den is a look a like.  I wouldn't really know if that were the case. but what I do know is that inside the caf there's bright colors everywhere and a very pleasing aura of the place.  For myself in the relm of psychology its hard to have a frown in a place where there's so many bright colors and shapes just everywhere.  Without even noticing it leaving the cafe, I noticed that there's shapes everywhere; in particular the circle.  There were circles everywhere it was a little freaky!  Commuters are very lucky to have a cafe of that magnitude to be named after them.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Candle Pin Men

Reading these serious men that are younger than the rest of the older bowlers makes me laugh with gusto, also its candle pin why are they so serious?  From reading that detail among the many others, I realized yes I am one o those serious bowlers also, but I play with the big pins though when I do play.  Also I like the detail of those when getting louder while the night comes near, because that reminds me of myself with my group of friends.

Among the description of the kinds of people there, I like how she notices her surroundings as well, like how the rug is dirty, but she analyzes the ally and comes to a conclusion that from many years of kids parties, rock-n-bowl, etc. that's what probably did it.  Also she describes how the ally is brightly lit, but it still gives off a dark deco'r I thought that was definitely spot on according to the allies I've been too.  Mostly, the allies I'v been to are mostly consisting of the likes of Wonder bowl because that's the only bowling ally in Dartmouth.  Every memory I have of bowling is at that place.  Being taught by my dad not to get angry and respect the game, playing with my big brother and thinking of how "cool" he was, and hanging out with my friends.  I guess a bowling ally can be a memory for most.

http://www.wonderbowl.com/    

What I really liked about this essay is that I could relate to it and it was thoroughly detailed and I felt like i could visualize each part at a time.  Lastly I liked at the end how she said what she knows, but also what she wants to find out next as well.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Pondering the lone cafe

Things that I know.  Limited as it can be, a click of the mouse on that search engine and this cafe cannot be found.  The name nowhere to be found.  A cafe, only known for the purpose of eating with the dean or a cafe for a hangout for professers, this cafe hidden.  Where you may ask? On the 2nd floor of the Rondeliou Campus Center and it's a mystery to us all.  Only a percentage of BSU freshmen know of the cafe and those selected few are too scared to even step in, considering the only customers who eat there are professers.

Yes, I am one of those selected few freshmen that know of this mysterious cafe, but questions pop up evertime I ponder of this place.  Why do only professers eat their or was it created for everybody?  Why is it so hidden and why so secluded?  Why don't they point it out at freshmen orientations and tours?  Why is the question and the answers, well, you'll just have to wait for them.