Look into my eyes. . .

There is a new sort of speed dating out there making the rounds down from (where else) New York and now into Cleveland. I read about it in one of the local weekly free tabloids. It is called a gazing party. The whole point is a room full of people go around and stares into each others eyes.

That's it!

I guess the object is to try to find your soul mate. To me this sounds like just another bad date in a long line of many bad dates. You know how it goes. You're out to dinner with that guy or girl who seemed so fascinating from afar but once you actually sit down to dinner. . .Nothing! Time stands still and may even start to go in reverse. The only thing to do is stare blankly across the table and hope maybe if you stare into their eyes long enough you can hypnotize them into being at least halfway interesting.

And people are paying to do this?