Fishing would rather be the weekend.
You’re going to a Low Country boil tonight. It’ll be fun... you’re totally going. Because if you don’t eat shrimp and listen to live music, the children of Decatur won’t get any smarter. And for every Victory beer you don’t drink, a student will weep. The Decatur Education Foundation needs you. Now go do some good.
And now, some word association. We’ll say a few words, and you tell us what pops into your head. Here goes: blackjack, roulette, cowgirls, cocktails, Journey cover band, 15 chefs, mechanical bull. If you said, “Really random Western-themed gala in an art gallery,” congratulations... you get to go now.
The Modern Masters of Film movie screening series starts this Saturday at the High. Fine. But also be advised that re-upping your dinner-and-a-movie scenarios by way of super-rare 35mm flicks directed by anyone from D.W. Griffith to Martin Scorsese tends to have its privileges. Culture plays.
The fall date-hike. It’s nice. Usually pays off. But let’s make things interesting, shall we. There’s this hike... it involves navigating through the Baker Woodlands ravine. But along the way you’ll be following signs, which will lead you to pockets of random dance performers hidden throughout the woods. It’s like Bear Grylls meets Broadway.
