End of Daze

I went down to the UW Memorial Union a couple of days ago. As anticipated, it was mostly deserted.



Mostly. This diehard realy wanted to sit on the terrace and look at the lake.



And this poor fellow looked absolutely despondent.



The onset of winter is a sobering time here. Many get sort of a bunker mentality and talks about feeling tired and ready for bed at 7:30 PM. Of course, that is two and a half hours after sunset, and for a mind still on summertime, that translates to around 11:30 PM.

Rats.