quirks in the barco...

so, i'm sitting at my usual table on the fifth floor of the law school library, and there's a weird, recurring noise in the ceiling above my head that sounds like the deployment of a large whoopee cushion. it's like air being forced through something (pipes? the HVAC?) accompanied by the sound that your upstairs neighbors moving a chair across their hardwood floors would make.

last year the recurring library noise sounded like a duck. i guess the duck hit a growth spurt or something over the summer.