High Museum

On Saturday night, Scott and I went up to the High for college night.  Somehow, I ended out driving the whole way up, so that was interesting.  Atlanta traffic scares the bejeebies out of me.  Being us, we of course got lost for a while, which led to the quote of the night which involved bus lanes:

"You're not a bus! You're not a bus either! You're not a bus, you're a Democrat!"

In my defense, the guy did have an Obama/ Change bumper sticker on the back of his car.  *sigh*  I really shouldn't be so nit picky about people obeying lane laws in downtown Atlanta while in traffic, yet... I dunno.  What was I talking about?  Oh, right, the High!

The High was gorgeous, as usual, and I got to giggle over Scott's fascination with weapons, then Scott got to giggle over my fascination with European artists.  It was wonderful.  Between the Louvre exhibit and the terra cotta warriors, its a miracle that we ever left.  It was late and cold though, and we were both exhausted, so we wondered out about 5 min before the museum closed.  We still had a long drive after all.

Rocky Horror Picture Show

On Friday night I took my boyfriend to see Rocky Horror Picture Show in a little theatre in Atlanta.  The show was great, and my boyfriend was a Rocky Horror virgin until that night, so I got to watch more then just Brad and Janet's reactions to the craziness.  ;)  Ha ha.  

The show was great to such a point that it almost overshadowed the clear view of Tim Curry in a corset.  Almost.  Of course the crowd was the best part though.  The small theatre was filled with regulars who seemed to know as much about the film as the acting group that proudly wondered around in their corsets and short skirts joking with the audience.  

Both my boyfriend and I thoroughly enjoyed the performance.  Who knows?  Maybe we'll even go back.  It may be a while before we go again though, the two hour drive at 3 am was killer.