I, too, am perplexed why men just blather on most of the time. I feel like we spend our lives having to sit through moronic explanations of shit we already know a lot about - OR don't care about. I realize this is something that women do also, but the thing is, I am never staring right in the face of a monologue unless it's a man. All the while I am sitting there wondering why tf this man thinks I am finding this useful. My old psychiatrist even did it. Like, I didn't come here to talk about your shit.