Yesterday the lights went out at Stanford for quite some time. Kind of
creepy. Where were you? As I was telling some people, I was in Philosophy
80 section. It's weird, cuz in this section, people don't talk like
normal. They talk like Henry Hsu, frequently using words like "granted,"
or "indeed" or "I concur." Very sophisticated, a la Hsu. Anyway, after the
lights went out, they were all, oh the lights are out, then continued
right away. No pause at all. Really odd, I thought. So we conducted 40
minutes of Philosophy section in the dark. Interesting. In fact, they
wanted to stay - time was up but everyone stayed. I left after 1 hour 5
minutes. In fact, they may still be there, discussing the compatibility of
determinism with free will. Maybe I should go visit.
In any case, as I was biking back, it was seriously freaky. No lights
anywhere (I was by the quad) except for these big ol trucks shining their
headlights. And it was pretty quiet too. Kind of strange. It just felt
very empty and very alone. I could look up and see stars. It's kind of
like at camp when you walk back to the cabin from the kitchen and it's
really dark and creepy. It also reminded me of that Twilight Zone episode
where there's no one in the whole town. I just felt alone. Kind of scary,
but really cool as well. I think maybe they should do things like that
regularly.
