Friday night at the movies were always my happy place.
Nothing compares to a fall afternoon in a crowded, raucous Ohio Stadium - but there are only a few of those a year. They're sacred and anticipated all year long; you can't just order up a Buckeye game whenever you have the hankering.
Cinema is unlimited and available year-round. Capping off a school week in a dark theater with pristine acoustics, a giant a bucket of buttered popcorn and a cup of Coke large enough to dock a jet ski in was my happy hour in high school.