Down

Last night we scored tickets to the San Francisco Ballet, so Nolan took me to see The Little Mermaid! To Nolan's disappointment, instead of the Disney version, it turned out to be the Hans Christian Anderson version, and consequentially, a real downer. No joke. The Little Mermaid literally ends up in a wheelchair and watches her Prince fall in love with some skank and then he gets married and she dies alone and almost naked in a bare white room.

But! The dancing was beautiful and it was cool to see our friend do her thing on stage (she's in the ballet). And we felt cultured for a night. And it was a good excuse for a date, so I'll take it! Here's a behind-the-scenes glance at what we saw: