Courtesy of the 97X message board, the hypothetical menu from America's first Indy Rock Restaurant:

Radiohead's Pablo Honey Barbeque Bhicken
The Black Rebel Motorcycle Club Sandwich
They Might Be Cheesesticks
Smashing Pumpkin Pie
Iggy Popcorn Shrimp
Sundae Bloody Sundae
Nada Surf and Turf
Rock Lobster
Depeche a la Mode
Ani DiFranks and Beans

I kinda like the crudeness of that last one, but man, would I pay $7.99 for They Might Be Cheesesticks.

I'm going camping tomorrow night at the Indiana Dunes by Lake Michigan with the house. I always dread these trips beforehand, just because it's such a big chunk of the weekend that's cut out, but I always have fun when I finally go. As for tonight, though, I'm looking at a quiet evening in the dorm, excepting a few hours for Off-Off Campus. It should belike a nice quiet night at home in Alpharetta with Kristen... except without the Kristen part. But I'm going to curl up with a few books for class that I'm finally interested in, those being Tanizaki's The Key and Shelley's Frankenstein.

It wouldn't be Friday if I didn't end up feeling like an idiot in at least one of my discussion classes. I no longer have any control over my capacity for speech. Here's what Romanticism discussion sounded like today:

Me: Shelley's "Mask of Anarchy" reminds me a lot of Barbauld's "1811," just in, y'know, the way they both take a critical view of contemporary England...
Instructor: Good...
Me: ...y'know, in a pessimistic way...
Intructor: Pessimistic? Well, I don't know about that...
Me (thinking): Shit.
Kid #1: I disagree with Drew's perception of the poem as pessimistic.
Me (thinking): I meant critical.
Kid #2: I actually don't think the poem's pessimistic at all.
Me (thinking): Critical!
Kid #3: In fact, I think this poem is like a shining beacon of hope. I don't see pessimism--
Me (thinking): Criticism!
Kid #3: --anywhere in this entire poem, in its entirety-as-a-poem, entirety!
Me (thinking): Help!
Instructor: I think you're right. This poem is definitely not pessimistic.

Ever had that happen? I just seem to be that kid more than usual lately.

Well, I'm consoled by my A- on that Romanticism mid-term, which, it turned out, was pretty hard to get. And I did it in the single day after the cast party, too. So neh, discussion class. Neh indeed.