... i was eating in Teriyaki house on Boylston by Berklee yesterday and there was NO music in the restaurant. It was eerily silent, and so all of our pedo/rape/mutilation jokes were totally interrupted by obnoxious patrons scoffing at our conversation. I hated it.

i'd rather horrid easy listening than no music. at least its something to make fun of.

this is why i'm gonna start carrying my slide whistle everywhere i go now.