Too Funny not to Share

So the other night I had a dream that a new restaurant had opened at a mall in Austin. I'd like to point out that the mall where it was located does not exist in Austin. However, I'm pretty sure it was a replica of a mall I've been to once in Florida.

Anyways, so you know how there are all these (lame) themed restaurants? (I'm about to piss off whoever's reading this that thinks those kind of restaurants are "cool." Well, deal with it! They're lame!!) Anyways, you know what I mean- like Planet Hollywood or Rainforest Cafe.

So.. in the dream, Trent Reznor had opened up a NineInchNails-themed restaurant. Yes, at a mall. Yes, a place where you would go with your parents. Yes, I thought it was odd.

Walking in, it was much like any commercial-oriented, mainstream-type restaurant. Everything was pristine and squeaky-clean. The atmosphere was cold and unwelcoming, but not dark and sinister. Well, maybe a little sinister. The color palette was a pale, sickly yellow, accented with browns, black and various shades of gray. Although I think when we walked in, NIN wasn't actually playing, it was something dark and angry. By the time we left, "Closer," was stuck in my head (and still was when I awoke).

Although the dream ended before I'd actually had anything to eat, I'm sure you can imagine the kinds of things you might find on the menu. "Head like a Hole Filet of Sole," perhaps (kudos to my friend Paul Marsh for that suggestion, when I told him about the dream). My friend August suggested perhaps "Cajun Catfish blackened like your soul." I envisioned a salad carefully placed on the dish in the shape of a downward spiral. The possibility for juvenile puns is endless.

On that (dark?) note, I leave you...

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