What's with the Black Box?

I spent this past weekend bonding with my old roommate in Nashville. Some highlights (geez I've been lazy lately):

Girls standing on the bathroom sink hairspraying their hair at the Rocket Town concert. I was way too unhip for these kids with jaunty-angled modern mullets and crotch-damagingly tight pants.

Having a slumber party complete with Adventures in Odyssey and a cup of warm milk and honey.

Spending all morning having stimulating conversation and working on Nashvillian Christmas songs.

Playing frisbee and later eating Mexican food with Belmont boys in Nashville's very own barrio. Learning about the "Comericial Voice" major.

Swing-dancing with middle-aged men to synthersizish Big Band music. I quickly retreated.

Getting rained on in the middle of Asian-style Macbeth. Taking cover under blankets and then the Parthenon. Resorting to Maggie Moo's for chocolate peanut butter ice cream.