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Originally Posted by humfrz
Reminds me of back-in-the-day when we would go over to visit my wife's family. She has 8 brothers and sisters and each one has a slew of kids.
They would sit around and drink beer and get all "chatty" with all kinds of drama. I would peacefully get drunk (because an in-law dare not try to interject anything into any conversation) and drift off to a dark part of the house called the music room and go to sleep on a couch.
Between the constant loud conversations and screaming kids running around everywhere ..... it created a sort of "white noise" and I slept quite well.
Well, the tough part came after I quit drinking ....... I had no escape ..... 
humfrz |
That's kind of what I want to do. Even if I wanted to interject, the things they talk about have about zero relevance to me, so I just sit there quietly, and every so often, I get asked why I don't talk much.