Scenario: You're in your room with your sexual partner. He/she looks at your CDs. You turn away a little nervous, but say nothing. He/she hands you the music that will serve as the soundtrack to your intimacy. Ace of Base. You've seen the sign.
Caves have always attracted mystery and romance; if you throw a little alcohol in, too, theyre well nigh irresistible. St. Olafs own caves, which used to be on Thorson Hill before the college filled them in and shut them up, were no exception.
