Donutsarekewl

     I checked my tie and tux for what had to be the sixth or seventh time since I had put them on. Some would say that my clothes were decades out of date, but this was only my second date in decades.     Considering my inexperience, one wouldn't be wrong if they stated that I being nervous was an understatement. Heck, it would be the understatement of the century.     I spared another glance at the calendar I had hung by the mirror. It was late October, when all the movies on TV were monster- and slasher-flicks from the fifties onward. That was a good time in film, the fifties, but I digress. Again, the little symbol in the top right-ha