Staticfree Blog

Well, like an RIT construction project gone terribly wrong, Winter hit Rochester like a sack of bricks. Starting with 45mph winds and topping it all off with horizontal, vertical, diagonal and other snow, a near blizzard started and then vanished in a few hours. All that remains are tattered trees and a suspicious cold, white residue on top of most things exposed to the outdoors.

I grabbed some photos here and there, even grabbing a shot of the finals-week coffee shop drum circle.

Java's is a good coffee shop. Not a clean, well-lit place - but a more homey, humanistic type of atmosphere. Where poets, signing and missing words into mics, while flocks of sleep-deprived students poke the plastic keys of their laptops, away in their own worlds. Where an all-nighter is curled up in a dark corner on a couch, stealing a few hours where they can.