Deaf, Dumb and Blind?

I get it that women are the ones who over-analyze, pick things apart looking for a deeper meaning.  But men can't be completely oblivious.  Can they?

I have explained my situation with Scotty to Chloe, who was dumbfounded by the fact he would invite me to meet his family when I have cooled off considerably.  We haven't discussed any feelings or relationship equators.  By the end of September, when he plans to take me to meet parents, we will have been non-exclusively dating for 5 months.....  It makes no freaking sense.  Here I am, wanting to bring things to an end and he thinks we should plan vacation? 

Chloe shared my head scratching at this puzzle.  There is something rotten in the state of Denmark.  Is he turning a blind eye because he wants someone to hang out with?  Does he just not see the signs?  Can he believe this is really how relationships progress?

Last week when we drove to Payson for the day I was talking about age and feeling like I have come to the realization that it is all ver for me. I have reached the age where there is little to no hope of getting married, having a family...  Those options are fading away.  Scotty scoffed, tried to reassure me that I had plenty of time.  I kept waiting for him to put two and two together- I'm talking about not finding anyone while I'm travelling with you!  Alarm bells!  Talk about the future.

That would have been too easy for me.  I could have segued into my flawless monologue about how we haven't gotten closer.....

With our empty, repetitive texting and run of the mill conversation.... (I talk about the fucking weather!  I hate when people talk about their own weather like they can't just walk outside and figure it the fuck out on their own?  No, I need a male to text me about it?  Should I just say I don't care when weather comes up.  It shouldn't b this hard. Sigh.)

...There aren't any emotions other than friendship developing.  (If he was only my friend I could tell him how much it irritates me when he baby talks to his cat.  Or over-annunciates my cat's name because I corrected him after three months of him not getting it right.  He would text "How is drago?" and I would respond "Draco is an asshole." Yet he would continue to spell it wrong an pronounce it sharply "Dra-Go".  So now, he says Dra-CO very, very pointedly and  I want to choke the living shit out of him right after I rake my eyeballs out.)

But no, Scotty doesn't seem to notice he is bothering me.  He doesn't see we are not swooning over one another.  He doesn't hear my monotone side of the conversation, or understand when I do not laugh at his not funny attempts at humor.  This cannot be beneficial for him in anyway...... Yet, there he is.  Still texting me.  I think the guy just needs something to do.