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So my ex-wife calls me and wants me to be an escort to a meetup party at a normally off-limits room at the House of Blues in Cleveland. This is one of those parties like "40 and Fabulous" or for me "Fat, Fifty, and Frisky" - you get the idea.

I have no game. When I was young, I had no game. I played the guitar and that might get me some attention, but that\'s another podcast for another day. Now with me being a middle-aged white guy when I walk into a room of strangers, I wonder if people think:

He\'s racist cause he\'s white
He\'s a pig cause he\'s a male

Consequently, I don\'t feel comfortable saying ANYTHING.

In the end, the evening didn\'t go half-bad, and I might start attending more of these a little closer to home (as the more you do something the better you get at it. I\'m just in no hurry to get back on the relationship train.