Most people do have a few things in mind about their ideal spouse; certain criterion and preferences. I've been fairly vague in mine up to this point; I'd *prefer* but not require someone of similar religious beliefs, someone with at least a solid grasp of English.. and I like my women with longer hair, but 'long' is very fungible. The usual man desires are there: pretty face, nice chest and rear.. but I've yet to encounter boobs or buns I haven't liked. Beyond that, it's been the generalities everyone seems to have: intelligent, sense of humor, kind, generic generic generic. However...
Well, let me pause for a moment to speak about the accordion, and polka music.
I enjoy quite a wide range of music and musical instruments, from computer-produced techno to grinding guitar metal to banjo-twanged country to orchestras performing symphonies. Jazz and opera I'm not the fondest of, but I can listen to them and yet be entertained. I've got a high fondness for certain instruments though, good guitar, whatever techno loop they play on Da Rude's "Sandstorm", those swishy-brushes drummers sometimes use for rain-like sounds.. and, the accordion. Part of it might be an attraction to the two nerd-rock pillars that have been with me since the 80's, They Might Be Giants's John Linnell and Weird Al Yankovic. But, I just generally like the sound the instrument makes, it's not quite the full-bodied richness of an Organ, yet seems somehow fuller than a Piano, less tinny and more organic. I enjoy the rock-accordions of Corn Mo, Those Darn Accordions.. and yes, the more traditional application of the instrument in the Polka.
Polka is party music; it's designed to be danceable, in a semi-formal fashion like square dancing, two-step, or tango. And there are many people who do dance the polka, at polkafests and gatherings in the midwest and east coast. It's mostly an older crowd, retirees who dress up in traditional outfit, dance, and have fun. About two years ago, I listened to Garrison Keillor describe these polkafests on aPHC, and.. while like so much of his work, it was layered over with sentimentality.. I couldn't help but recognize the appeal to me. The idea of hopping in the RV on a weekend, and driving a few hundred miles to dance the night with other folks like yourself. That's magic.
I'm 29, to turn 30 in May. I'm not as young as I used to be, but nether am I so old yet as to get into the polka scene. That's really for those of AARP age, and, God willing, one day I'll be of that age. For now, I'll just enjoy the local Polka broadcasts on WCNI, Thursdays from 3-6. maybe I'll pick up some mp3s or find an internet-radio polka station.
But, I've come to realizations about a very specific desire for marriage, much like cornrelish's Waffle-tossing Criteria.. I am looking to find someone where when I'm.. say, 57, I can stretch out after a day of work, sit beside her on the couch, and say.. "You know hon.. how would you feel about taking some polka lessons?". And she'd say "Oh.. hmm.. well sure, we could try that. We do need to get out more.". Or better yet, "Oh yes, my grandfather liked Polka and I've always been curious.." . But I'd even accept "I don;t know about that, but if you really want to, we could give it a shot."
In other words: I'm looking for someone who would dance the polka with me when we're old and grey.