Indiana is my new favorite state.

We've spent the past few days in Indiana, which has me bowled over by the sheer power of its awesomeness. Right now we're in Terre Haute, and we spent the last two days in Bloomington, since we had a day off there. Bloomington was picturesque and charming, with lots of ethnic restaurants and a killer Goodwill to distract us. Almost everyone who went walked away with a second-hand treasure, from mine and Bohr's matching Little 500 pink baseball tees to Kristen's $1.99 rollerskates, also known as the most impractical purchase EVER. She tried to convince everyone that they should go in with the group gear (as opposed to her duffel) because "they're for everyone," but I don't know what I can really do with a pair of women's size 5 1/2 rollerskates, besides watching Kristen faceplant into a previously owned couch, which we got to do even before she bought them.
Our first night in Bloomington, we finally achieved my long-time goal of finding a place for us to do karaoke. Katie and I opened with a crowd-pleasing "Love Shack," Bohr deflowered the stage with his bare-footed "Roadhouse Blues," and we nearly burned up the whole place with our ensemble "Bohemian Rhapsody." Literally--James "dropped" roughly 20 oz. of beer all over the sound equipment, which cut our performance rather short. Even so, we totally owned it. Other highlights: my token "Independent Woman Part 1" and Shibrina doing "Push It."
We spent yesterday morning being pretty tired from the previous late night, and then a big group went to go swimmin at the local quarry, notable for its otherworldly concrete slab formations and its apparent use as a shooting range for the owner(s) of a high-powered rifle.
So now we're in Terre Haute, and later on this afternoon I intend to check out the Eugene V. Debs house, of Royles Family Road Trip '96 fame. That's all for now.