The Septimus Notes

Saturday, March 18, 2006

|What Vending Machines May Come...|

More distributeur hijinx.

There's a new vending machine in the bottom of Lerner Hall, or at least it's new to me. It's expansive and painted a matte black, with a bright, harsh white light beaming from within. From a distance it looks empty. Because from a distance one can clearly tell that the visually abrassive and peripherally intrusive colors of candy wrappers and chip bags are missing from the machine's window. Move closer and it's clear that the machine is far from empty, and not even devoid of confection.

No, there are candy bars and twizzlers and bags of something that appears to be a malt ball-gobstopper hybrid candy. But those are mixed in with a melange of highlighters, pens, binder clips, paper clips, and sticky note pads. And those are in the middle of blank CD-R's, floppy diskettes, mini calculators and empty cd cases. And still those are in the midst of batteries (4- and 8-packs of AA's, AAA's, D's and C's), iTunes $15 gift cards and, oh yes, iPod Shuffles.

So if it is 10.30 at night and you find yourself jonesin' for red licorice and a song pops into your head and you want to jot it down on something to remind yourself to download it later and you realize you wish you had a way to hear the music while on the go... Lerner Hall, ground floor: there's a vending machine with your name on it.

promulgated by SWS2.1 at 10:34.
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