I belong to a book club made up of 20-something professional women who are new to the Cincinnati area. The membership is quite fluid but we've existed for a year now. In order to celebrate I'm inviting everybody down to my apartment in the scary part of town. We are going to do a book exchange and then go to some of the local bars. The group leader sent out e-vite invitations so I can see who to expect. There are going to be 8 people coming...including our only male member. Our male member is about 60 years old. This is going to be awkward. I mean, dude, we're going bar hopping. I really wish he weren't coming.