Thursday is a lamp. Title.

A charming and lidless lamp, casting light through the naked bulb, not intrusive or off-putting.

Unless, of course, you're at a concert and just as you're about to leave you're being throat tackled by some uncivilized person to stone bricks falling on your back and smash your head. That is not cool.

No, I would never frequent such a place, but it happened to the spouse of a coworker of mine.