The Science of Partying

For my Junior prom, I decided it would be cool to wear aviator sunglasses. You know, to look like a badass. Right before we left, I spotted my grandfather's old cane by the door--not a lame J-shaped one, but a pimp cane with a silver tip. So I brought it with me. Only after receiving my prom pictures did I realized that in dark sunglasses, holding out a straight cane and... Read More » clutching someone else's arm, I looked for all the world like a blind dude being lead to his prom by his date.