Home Page for Daniel Spisak-> Dan's Cave...er, Room
As the beginning of a new academic year drew close upon me, I was forced to go hunting for a place off campus to live out my meager time here in Santa Cruz for the '97-'98 time frame. After going to over 30 different places and talking with countless numbers of people in person and over the phone I ended up with what I affectionately call the DanCaveTM.
I would have had photos of the DanCaveTM up sooner, but my good friend Robert Menke who owns the digital camera that was used to take these images had car troubles. Finally, Rob got his car into a semi-deplorable state so that it can now make the treacherous drive over Highway 17. Rob risked his life in taking some of these pictures due to the fact it was StupidBowl Sunday that he came over here to shoot the pictures. That day we had a rampaging mob of 30-40 testosterone filled frothing-at-the-mouth frat guys over here, threatening to cave in the ceiling above my room.
Here we have the majority of the room in view, from the perspective of a fish thanks to the wide angle lens. Take careful note of the AM antenna dangling off the ventilation grate, that is the optimum position for me to get any kind of AM signal in the room. To the left you can see my chest of plastic drawers, courtesy of Staples. On the right is the desk, computer and refrigerator.
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Ah yes, another photo of the stunningly spacious room I gladly pay $320 per month. Yes, you are correct to notice that my room has no windows. You get a cookie. Yes the room is 7 feet wide by 10 feet deep by 9 feet high. It is, for all intents and purposes, small.
Notice the halogen lamp on the left; between it and my computer they keep my room warmer then most of the house. Also, if you look carefully in the mirror behind my stereo you can see the top of Robert Menke's head....or is it Emil Blovin? We may never know.
Here we can see that in a former life my room really was a utility closet! That is the circuit breaker in the corner if you haven't figured it out yet. From my room I have the ability to switch off anyone's power if they bug me too much, cool eh? The large mass of Mt. Dew, Dad's Root Beer, and Diet Pepsi cans are my sacrificial shrine to C programming and computing in general.
A single bare 60 watt bulb. It sure does give the room a nice prison-like atmosphere. =)
Here my disembodied hands can be seen as I try to reach the ghost of Elvis via UNIX talk. Some people may recognize the balancing Bobba Fett from an old Taco Bell promotion on my monitor. Seeing as the hands on the figure were so huge I christened it "Bobba: The Hands of Fett" in honor of Manos: The Hands of Fate. It just seemed the natural thing to do.
This is the inside of my closet. What closet you say? You say you saw no closet in my room? You must be a quick one, see my closet is outside my room across the hall. It resides underneath the staircase, which is why the ceiling slants so sharply. Here you can also see my stash of Macaroni & Cheese, yum yum.
A deeper view into the closet, where I store a chair for guests and other miscellaneous garbage I can't stand to have clutter up my already small floorspace.
Last updated: 1997/2/19 01:27:22 GMT
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