Blues 'N Ribs
I went last night to this delightful COUP event. The food was reasonably good, though the ribs lacked certain juiciness and subtlety of flavor. While in the vegetarian food line, I met some 1Ls (first year law students) who thought that Blues N'Ribs was some sort of graduate school mixer. I graciously disabused them of the notion. They also seemed to be trolling for undergraduates (including briefly me) in fairly sleazy fashion. Throughout the line, all I could think to myself was Tin's famous line, "Please, standards!."

After ditching the scary law students, I saw Written in the Sand, I think, who played generally loud and fast rock until they slowed for a while to a somewhat waltzy beat. Of course, that gave everyone who was dancing a chance to waltz and waltz we did. Our ancestors would be ashamed of us. Then I went out to see an impromptu blues band that had developed around a B-J first year who spent the summer playing down in the Delta. He was good and his bandmates were fairly skilled too. Then I went in to see the Better Boyfriends, who I thought were a band, but they are very weird lip-synching comedy troupe. My more experienced friends claimed that they weren't particularly good last night, and I suppose that's a good thing, but I have to say that their attempt at some sort of Satyricon was fairly good, but I certainly would have drawn a line at the drunken Jesus (in a deacon's stole) bit, though the Richard Burton character was hysterically funny, especially when he did a rendition of "Brandy."

Episcopalian Jokes
For some reason, these seem to have come into fashion, but no one seems to know enough of them. For your further erudition, please read the posts here.

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