February 14th, 2016

Recent Activities Include: catching up from Thursday to Sunday

On Thursday, we had two sitters, so R. and I went to Bondir. This time, I just ordered a Belmont Stakes to drink. Usually, I'll order any interesting whisky drink, but I've decided that at least at Bondir, it is so hard to beat the Belmont Stakes that I'm not even going to bother any more. I ultimately had two, which may have been a slight mistake, but was certainly an enjoyable one.

The kohlrabi vegetable thing was amazing, however I think the duck may have been even better. Tough call. Pumpkin soup was great. Salad was great. They had sorbet for dessert and we could have had three scoops but I asked for one in particular and invited them to surprise me for the rest of it. It came out on a stack of other stuff that included a bunch of marmalade they make in house, and they were kind enough to produce another slice of chocolate bread upon request. O. M. G. Yum.

Okay, so that's not a surprise; Bondir is always awesome.

On Friday, I had coffee at Main Street Market in Concord with two lovely ladies from UCS, one I had met before a couple years back. Fantastic conversation, and the promise of more to come in future months.

Friday afternoon, we drove out to Great Wolf Lodge in Fitchburg. We had fun, the boys in the water park, A. and I played mini golf and bowling and she rode the frog hopper. We had dinner in the Lodge Bar (all 4 of us). Cold Snap is one of Sam Adams' better seasonals. Sure, it is very, very middle of the road, but a tasty middle of the road.

Saturday morning, we skipped gymnastics for A. in favor of doing the ropes course, bowling, mini golf, wackamole, etc. The boys had lunch at Julie's Place; we hung out at home. T. and I had dinner at the Littleton Sub Shoppe/Pub on the Common. They, too, will make a really, really good Makers' Mark Manhattan upon request (their standard manhattan involves Jim Beam). Altho I'm not sure what they are doing, my lips were a little numb by the end of it. I had pizza -- their crust and sauce have no milk products so I can have pizza without cheese.

Today it is Wicked Cold TM. I think we set some records because it was below zero. Not below _freezing_ -- that's banal and typical. No, below zero fahrenheit. I got the long underwear out. Because the drafts start to get brutal at that point. Lots of icicles under the kitchen hood this morning, dripping into pans on the stove when the heat came up.

I had a great phone conversation with my friend K., in which she told me about a guy she used to date who had mennonite grandparents from Kansas! We could have been cousins. But it's just as well she decided they were too nutty, because I love her kids. Then T. and I went to Applebee's, even tho the horse was canceled due to the Wicked Cold TM.

It's Valentine's Day, so T. and I stopped at the Paper Store to buy cards.

Oh, and I read a great book, _Modern Romance_, Aziz Ansari review to follow. But if it takes a while to review it, don't wait, just go read the damn thing. It's a blast and very insightful, even if you aren't on the market and never expect to be again it'll help you make sense of what your single friends are talking about.

_Modern Romance_ Aziz Ansari (and Eric Klinenberg)

Aziz Ansari is apparently a comedian. It's entirely possible I've seen him somewhere at some point, but I don't remember one way or the other. Eric Klinenberg is a sociologist. Ansari wrote a book about the State of Dating, and Klinenberg was a big part of the research process. They did a ton of focus group work here and in Paris, Buenos Aires and Tokyo. Also, some insight from places like Qatar.

If you _are_ currently looking, the book is probably some combination of comforting and helpful. The author(s) manage to walk a narrow path between pretending the games of dating are a Good Idea and Here's How to Win and a Terrible Idea and You Should Just Be Honest/Yourself/WTF. They spend some time talking to older people about what dating has been like in various places in the past, putting them in a good place to compare/contrast with the present in different regions. I'm a little sad/disappointed that they didn't do anything overt in understanding class differences in dating then/now/here/elsewhere, but this is a humorous overview of dating in the US currently, so not too surprising.

They limited scope to hetero right from the beginning, altho they occasionally made observations about other groups (notably, Grindr preceding Tinder by so long, failed attempts to come up with a Grindr for hets and why Tinder worked when its predecessors failed). There's a great opportunity in the Tinder story for someone to explore various stages in adoption curves, but asking that in this context would be insane.

Ansari winds up about where you would expect: get off the phone and meeting people face to face relatively quickly. We're wired up to assess each other in person, and you can spend forever and just exhaust yourself texting. He also advocates for spending more time (3-5th meets) with people who are a 6 or above, because most people have something going on that isn't apparent immediately and if you are looking for getting hit hard with LUUURVE on a first date you are going to be perpetually disappointed (exhausted, etc.). He spent a bunch of time talking to Barry Schwartz, so he has a good grasp of the perils of Endless Choice and he does a nice job of showing how even people who in the past would have been lucky have one or two choices now have hundreds a month online.

Ansari has a dippy sense of humor, but he deploys it well. All the "tum-tum" and food focus could get old, but instead it builds naturally into how he came to be with the woman he loves. He does have a relatively traditional perspective, but he winds the book up in a chapter on monogamish in which he manages to step slightly out of the relentless Find the One perspective.

It was a fast read, unusually well-researched, humorous and very likable. This topic is very easy to be overly judgmental on -- and it's also easy to be _so_ open minded that you fail to acknowledge clear awfulness (Argentina apparently is an entire country full of people with anxious-avoidant attachment styles. Who knew?). Ansari finds a good balance.

I wasn't _looking_ for a book about dating when I stumbled across this one, so even if you are never gonna be Out There again, I really encourage you to give this a try. It'll help you make sense of what your single friends (grandchildren, etc.) are talking about, and may even give you the ability to frame Your Wisdom in a way that is accessible to them.

If you _are_ Out There, and you read this, I'd particularly love to hear what you think about how well he captured the current experience.

ETA: Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day, whatever your relationship status!