I've never "gone out" on New Year's. Nor have I been a part of couple on New Year's. I was feeling pretty crappy about the latter for no good reason. I had decided that several bottles of wine and several chick flicks would be my hip-hopping celebration. Especially since a ticket to the Big Apple with my friends would be a little out of my price range.
BUT....
I saw a review of New Year's Eve celebrations in the Shepherd. The roommate and I discussed how Brookfield's hair band party would have to suck major monkey balls. Then we stumbled on Mad Planet's retro dance party. $10 gets you food and champagne toast - the party would go until 4 am. We made it to 3:30. I'll work on the stories this week, and post them in the comments of this entry.
I deserve a cookie.
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So, I've learned that older guys declare their intentions with you in an entirely different way. What I mean is, college guys try to get you drunk. Mid-twenties guys try to be smooth. Over thirty - very direct.
Here's the trend that I've experience. Attractive 30's-ish fellow approaches with some cute witticism. I laugh. Names are exchanged. My royalty is established. Then it happens. He declares his status, "I've never been married - was close once. No kids. No diseases." Then he pauses and looks at me. I can only assume that the question behind his eyes is about my status. I hesitate, not sure whether I should first congratulate him on all his escapes from responsibility despite his escapades. My hesitation leads him to actually form the questions. And I have to say things like "Nope, don't wanna get married" and "Kids are way scary" and "Um, no."
I suppose I enjoy this directness. It's better than sweeping it under the rug. And I also suppose that most people are interested in having "the sex" with people that they find attractive. Declaring one's intentions by placing all potential baggage on the table seems simple.
I'm all yours older guy.
I think the girl who tapped me on the shoulder and asked if it was my birthday was named Heather. When I explained that I was wearing my crown for New Year's celebration-y goodness, she took a picture with Mel and me. I guess I'm just that cool!
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