In Reply to: RE: Totem Forest Signature, Part 12 posted by chocolate_lover on July 27, 2024 at 09:22:31:
The Stanford Papua New Guinea sculpture garden was located near Roble Hall. I worked for Student Housing and Graduate School of Education, neither of which was near the PNG sculpture garden. Student Housing was in the Cowell cluster, behind Vaden Health Center.
My office for Graduate School of Education (in the photo above, my cubicle was to the right) was off of the main quad, not far from the clock tower. That was 2014, the last time I got to meet individual audiophiles with any regularity. The ones I met seemed nice. Beyond products and music, exchanging life stories was enriching, really added to how we judge and use a product.
Since I worked at Stanford, I didn't really pay attention to what students were doing. You never knew if you'd cross paths with athletes, the band, or cheer squads.One morning, while I was driving to the Wilbur Field Garage, Condoleeza Rice was jogging, kitty corner from where I was stopped.
Stanford mail services won't take packages. For those, you have to go to the on-campus post office. One fine afternoon in 2014, I took a few small boxes to the post office. Standing in front of me was a stately elderly gentleman. It was former Secretary of State George Shultz! Apparently, it was one of the times he visited his Stanford office. Instead of having an assistant or other employee take a box to the post office, Shultz himself stood in line!
I only went to the PNG sculpture garden once, during lunchtime. I could have sworn that there was a whole grove of wooden structures. I was told that the experience was better (a) in enchanting early morning fog, and (b) at night, when the ground lights shine up at the structures.
If you walked around campus, you could see flyers or bulletins, for free early evening or weekend lectures. Among myriad topics, you'd see some about the "golden age of hip hop." Apparently, the music department teamed with social studies departments, to put on these free lectures about 1980s and 1990s hip hop. Since that was music from my own college years, I went through mixed emotions. On one hand, I was gratified, that this music was being taught, from a historical and socio-political perspective. But OTOH, this made me feel old.
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