Like anyone my age I've had my fair share of amateur gropings, and halfhearted love affairs, but I've not yet found something more meaningful. I haven't found anything to write home about. I've looked in bars, in coffee shops, at rock shows, weddings birthday parties and once even at a bar mitzvah.
But now I know what I want, and I have an idea of where to find it. It's not in bars, or dance clubs, or at a speed dating event.
It's not romance I'm after, or a quick score. I want action, adventure, and true mystery. I want to go where no man has gone before, and where no man will likely ever go again.
Ian: You're going to post a classified ad for a girl who just wants to get knocked up?
Steven: No, it's more than that. This is a social experiment. Why do you think your parents got divorced Josh?
Josh: I don't know, maybe because I was a total fuck up?
Ian: No, you didn't fuck up until after they got divorced.
Steven: Your parents got divorced because they weren't in love. You were the reason they tried to make it work for so long. I want to see if absent any prior dynamic relationship of the presence of a child could make love manifest itself. If not, the worst case is that the kid gets a pair of Christmases.
Ian: Yeah, and at least this kid wouldn't have the trauma of seeing it's dad chase another man out of the house with a bat.
Josh: I don't see why you always have to bring that up. It was a very confusing time for me. You know that guy was the shortstop on my dad's company softball team?
Steven: We know, and you thought they were running the strangest drills you'd ever seen. You've told us.
Josh: It was strange! Have you ever seen a shortstop get hit by a pitch while he was in the field?
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