Skua Party!

Once a season, or when it really needs to be done, Waste hosts a Skua party. Lucky volunteers get to sort through triwall boxes full of items people have put into Skua. In retrospect, this is probably the worst possible job for me, because I can darn near find a use for just about anything. So, as I sorted through bags and boxes of treasure separating out for myself what I might use, I asked myself for everything else if someone else might use it. All in all we got through the necessary boxes and were able to help waste separate out a lot of unwanted crap. The reward, naturally, is the Skua treasures I found!

The e-mail.

SKUA PARTY! Justin and Dan up front, comparing jewels!

My Skua Treasure Bag!
Gems include a fake crow, an Indian pillow, a bamboo box,
fake leaves, running shoes, sparkly costume tiaras,
a big-ol'-ball-o'-yarn, stationary and some clothes!
SCORE!

Skua'd fake grapes!
Washed and nicely displayed in a bowl in my room.

A sparkly snowflake!
My eye still has a gleam for anything sparkly!

A sarong that I used to cover one of my lights on the ceiling of my room.

Doesn't it look nice?

Dorm-Diving at the End of the World

It felt like the end of the world. Zachary and I walked through the empty (some unheated without lights or power) dorms to see if the departed summer folks had left anything worth saving.

While somewhat of an adventure for the Skua-minded, dorm-diving is still erie. It has the atmosphere of Armageddon. We were the last remaining survivors on the hunt for supplies and evidence of former human life. The unheated dorms with no lights were the most creepy - thankfully, Zachary came prepared with his flashlight, but we kept giving ourselves a fright with unexpected reflections and slowly closing creeking doors.

In the end, all was well, and we made out with some pretty good pirate booty too!

Zachary with his haute-pink-firefighting-hat!

Zachary and his booty!

My booty!

Carrying all the booty back to his dorm room!