Miles apart, on so many levels...

Him: So what's new with you? When are we ever gonna hang out or have a drink?
Me: Well... I'll be in your neck of the woods in July. Want to meet up in Napa for dinner?
Him: Uh, I'm not a gay wine drinker. I'll go if I can have a beer.
(later in the conversation)
Him: So did you get my message from the other day?
Me: I never check voicemail. Which?
Him: I invited you to join me at the Indy 500 for Memorial Day.
Me: Oh, okay. Where is it?
Him: The Indianapolis 500? Are you serious???
Me: What? You're not a gay wine drinker and I'm not a dirty racecar fan.