Met up with some friends for drinks. One of them is single and in his late thirties. He's a confirmed bachelor, but he was telling us the dark side of being single as you get older. Apparently the quality of single friends goes down every year*. Favorite story of the night was about one of his single friends who is apparently a confirmed drunk bachelor. They went out and drank all night, until his friend came up with the brilliant idea of doing a dine and dash, a chew and screw, or whatever you call it. And my single friend decides, why not, and books out the door with him. They're laughing hysterically as they walk back to the drunk kid's apartment, until the phone rings. It's the bar. This kid decided to do this at his local bar where he goes so often that everyone there knew who he was, they'd all seen his credit card countless times so they knew his full name, they knew where he lived, and everything. For those of us who are married, this is what we're really missing out on. For all the disco stus and gadzooks out there, there's a hundred goggins'. I'll sleep better tonight even though I'm not going to get any sex. * yes, we made fun of him for complaining that there just aren't any good single men his age.