20 Oct 2012: 9:10pm
Last night, Scarlett and I saw a small art showing; seemed like most of the town showed up to support the first showing of the painter. Scarlett very much liked the paintings, but was even more pleased with the hors d’oeuvres and that she could help herself as she pleased. Soon she took up with two other girls, quietly munching her food, as lady-like as I’ve ever seen. The paintings are good and thought-provoking and didn’t immediately reveal themselves and deserve to be seen by as many people as possible so go visit.1
Afterwards we decided to walk down to the Reeves Theater which was showing The Rocky Horror Picture Show. 
Before the show, there was a discussion about whether there was nudity or not and memories were fuzzy and hazy since the last time it was actually viewed by some was 20–25 years ago in Boone which has somewhat different flora and fauna, so to speak. I wish we could have stayed but it was getting way past our bedtimes and while it would have been memorable to see Elkin folk doing the Time Warp, we had to get going.
So we walked past the theater and Scarlett was giving a long, sideways stare at Riff Raff 
who was out on the side walk, already waiting to welcome any uninitiated Brads or Janets that might stumble in. As it was, a group of teenagers were keyed up to see the show and I would have really have liked to have stayed and gotten their thoughts after show and whether anything would would have seemed unusual—let alone shocking—given the movie is now more then thirty-five (35!) years old.
The Reeves Therater is playing the movie again on October 26th at 8pm.
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