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...slack key music strumming in the background. Tropical flowers adorned the walls, people in bright aloha shirts darted around excitedly, and the familiar smell of kalua pig wafted through the room. Kalua pig, the centerpiece of every luau, is fire-roasted on red-hot stones in an underground oven called an imu. I assume that the organizers couldn't pull off the red-hot stones in the frozen MIT ground, but the pig tasted delicious nonetheless. Soon after my arrival there was the inevitable rush to the serving table, replete with the typical luau spread: somen salad, lomi lomi salmon...
...than going for one sexy purchase, so the Jacuzzi was out. With the help of Christmas giving I began my quest for just the right accouterments. Wine, bottle opener and glasses came first. Then I went for high quality tobacco. (I don't smoke; it's like the toaster oven--just for show.) Then I got fresh-cut flowers, and paper-white perennials to add a feminine touch. The next phase attacked the lighting, an often-ignored aspect of interior design. My blue Christmas lights circling the ceiling and numerous candles have encouraged lots of Hugh Hefner jokes from visitors...
...design opportunities that dormitory life gave me. By my sophomore year, I had really begun to innovate. I discovered that my room could accommodate a large couch. I covered its garish pattern with a large blanket. I got a coffee table and hid a contraband DeLonghi toaster-oven in it. I never used the oven; it just made me feel subversive. I also had an oriental rug and make-shift halogen spot lights which I turned on and off with a remote control. Sometimes the seniors would steal the clicker and conduct a light show for me from outside...
...years ago this month that Plath, then 30, put her head into a gas oven and committed suicide. Hughes, her husband of a little more than six years, had left her and their two small children for another woman three months earlier. This domestic tragedy might have remained largely private had not Plath, already an established poet, left behind a powerful and searing sequence of poems, published posthumously as Ariel, that ensured her lasting fame. The nascent feminist movement in the '60s enlisted her as a martyr and vilified Hughes as her oppressor and, intentionally or not, murderer...
...people, particularly the men, are fascinating mixtures of virtues and vices: proud, independent, argumentative, close-minded. The twins, Deacon and Steward Morgan, grandsons of one of Haven's founding fathers, are angry at the way the town's young people have begun to act up, loitering around the communal oven with radios blaring--it is the '60s, remember--and questioning the authority of the elders. Something is polluting Ruby, the Morgans and others like them believe, threatening the one place in the world where they have ever felt safe...