So, the big secret outing? Saturday, after I gave Jeff his DVD, T-shirt, and his uber-cool Kilt from the fine folks over at AmeriKilt we went to Atlanta for the final day of the Atlanta Film Festival to see Dance of the Dead. This was an independent zombie flick filmed in Rome, Georgia. It even starred a kid from Gainesvegas, so I knew Jeff would be intrigued. Now, I have to admit that I was expecting to be entertained, but not really prepared for the awesomeness that was this movie. Zombies that emerged from the grave as if shot from a cannon, car driving zombies, witty funny dialogue and lots of braaaaaaaains. And as Jeff will attest, I would be prepared for a zombie invasion if it were slow zombies. When there are fast zombies all bets are off and, well, very, very scary things happen to me. I jumped and yelped more than once because of the oogey-boogey. I laughed so hard and really enjoyed this movie- it has cult classic written all over it, and if you like this kind of thing, which obviously I do, you are in for a real treat, it doesn’t disappoint. Us geeky fan types got a real kick out of it because it gives you what you want, what you didn’t know you want, and much more. After that, Jeff had a gig so I waited dutifully in the car for a little bit and then took him out to dinner at Bahama Breeze- we sat right in front of the entertainment, and he was good too, from the Bahamas and everything. I almost forgot we were in landlocked suburbia… almost. I don’t normally do rum, but I had a very refreshing mojito with fresh pineapple.
Then for Sunday. We had a joint birthday party at Rachel and Caleb’s house (Caleb’s birthday is this week too). We went through about 64 wieners before the day was through. People came in waves, we had to go out to the store to restock, I ran out of birthday cake (that has NEVER happened) and we, in general, had a super duper fun time with many, many old and new friends (it is fun throwing parties with friends, you get to meet new cool people.) Video games, horseshoes, hot dogs, poker, cigars, beer, it was a very manly affair.
Photo of the cake:
(I learned how to make rolled fondant, woo hoo!)
And Jeff wore his kilt. I love that man.
