For as long as I can remember, I’ve found myself wondering about the stories of complete strangers: The man quietly eating lunch by himself at a diner, the woman hurrying through the grocery store with a cart full of things… Continue Reading →
My first trip to IKEA felt like stepping into a maze designed by someone with some serious anti-social issues. I figured I’d be in and out in no time. I had a plan. I knew exactly what I needed, and… Continue Reading →
Back in the day, when I was a freshman in college, I had already realized how much of a fan of nostalgia I had become. That self-awareness of this Child of the ’80s dragged me to Chuck E. Cheese with… Continue Reading →
One of the things I love most about the horror genre is discovering how different countries approach it. Japan has given us vengeful ghost stories. Italy helped define the giallo movement with stylish murder mysteries drenched in blood. France pushed… Continue Reading →
Unknowingly, I have become a big fan of ancient technology. After my mother passed away a couple of years ago, I inherited a few items that were incredibly sentimental. And because I’m a huge fan of nostalgia, I embraced them… Continue Reading →
For anyone who’s ever done the “Time Warp” again (and again and again) throughout the years, you might have a decent understanding of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, but a new documentary takes fans of the film (and its previous… Continue Reading →
I was never one of the popular kids in high school. I wasn’t necessarily bullied, either. I just ran with a group that most people would have described as socially awkward. We were the band kids, the gamers, the movie… Continue Reading →
I have worked in cybersecurity long enough to know that most people do not think much about digital security until something goes horribly wrong. Passwords, banking apps, fraud alerts and multi-factor authentication are just everyday annoyances until suddenly somebody loses… Continue Reading →
Back in 2019, I found myself in a place I wouldn’t wish onto anybody. I was recently divorced and my house felt less like a home and more like solitary confinement. The silence wasn’t peaceful. It just sat there, heavy,… Continue Reading →
There was a night in college when my best friend showed up at my door, convinced he had cracked the code to winning back his ex-girlfriend. His plan was, in his words, “bulletproof.” We would drive to Myrtle Beach, stake… Continue Reading →