In a bid to be even more introspective than eddie, i submit the following for your approval:

Last saturday, I attended the engagement party of a lovely young lady from my youth group counseling days to a nice young man.  I wasn't totally thrilled about attending for several reasons but my fondness for Grace caused me to put aside my misgivings. Things immediately started out on an uncomfortable note when, despite being 20 minutes late, I found myself the only guy in the whole place with about 13 women.  I felt like I had crashed a bachelorette party.  (Yes yes... I can already see you have a "male dancer" joke waiting... just keep it to yourself.)

While at this party, had a conversation with female friend that went like this:

me: "So.  You dating?"
her: "No. You?"
me: "Nope."
her: "Why not?"
me: "Not mature enough.  What's your excuse?"
her: "Don't know any boys that are mature enough."
me: "I see."

How mature do you need to be?  Am I setting myself up like the father from "Something Wicked This Way Comes"? I suspect he was more fortunate that I will be. (Question for the student: To whom is Ken referring and what situation does he mean?)

Somewhat funny:  So there was a sticky pictures camera there and they were taking pictures to put in an album with a few words of encouragement.  Most of the pictures were of small groups of friends or significant others.  Since I had no date and I didn't really know too many other people, I ended up in a picture with a couple that I knew.  However, whoever took the picture didn't center it on the couple.  Nor did they center it on the middle person (who happened to be the girl).  Instead they centered on me and the girl.  So now the picture sorta looks like there is supposed to be a fourth person on my other side.  One could say the picture emphasizes my missing other.  My invisible date.

Did I see anyone interesting?  Yes.  Someone made me smile.