Party politics

Last night I went to a party at Adam's new house. Actually it was a baby shower for Sybil. Here was the best present, although this one was good too. About five minutes after we got there, the men congregated outside around the grill despite a steady drizzle, while the women sat around the dining room table and talked about whatever it is women talk about together. Of course, most of my friends are young enough that someone remarked about how weird it was that the sexes separated. I think by the time you're 40, this arrangement is as natural as the rain.
Funny how when you're young, single and on the prowl, you mingle with the opposite sex at parties. But once you're paired up and things are settled, even Americans segregate worse than Islamic worshippers in a mosque.
But like most married men, I don't mind this unspoken social arrangement.