Mr. Trillwing, our resident agoraphobe, has decided he's outgrowing his need to hole up in his office. This daddy needs some time with adults, and his daily two-minute chats with our apartment complex's maintenance guys aren't scratching that itch sufficiently.
He wants to find some activity or location where he can drop in and chat with people. He doesn't want to schedule any regular obligations (e.g. scheduled volunteer work, weekly classes). And we're not churchgoing types.
He doesn't want to have to drive too far. He wants to stay in town.
Now most of you, I imagine, know who I really am. I blog pseudonymously, not anonymously. I like to keep my name and location off the blog, but it's likely you know where I live. If you happen to be a local with an idea, leave a comment.
If you're not a local, imagine you're a newcomer to a very nice town of 60,000 that has a high quotient of Ph.D.s and aging hippies. You're looking for a venue that meets Mr. Trillwing's specifications. Where would you begin?*
So. . . Any ideas?
*I would send him to the dog park, but The Liability is, well, a liability in such situations. The potential for injury is too high.