The night started like any other bachelorette party. We’d planned it all: dinner, clubs, and a suite at a hotel for a final round of drinks and games. Tanya, the bride-to-be, was ecstatic, hugging everyone, yelling over the music. You know;..."

I had spent the whole day at Comic-Con, moving through crowds of cosplayers, geeks, and diehard fans of every franchise under the sun. My feet hurt in these damn orange knee-high socks, and my glasses kept sliding down my nose from the humidity of..."

My best friend (Amy), her boyfriend (Karl), and I had planned a fun night out at this old, retro movie theatre that’s been showing classics. We grabbed tickets for a late-night screening of Pulp Fiction—a movie I’ve seen a..."