When I was typing my last post, I inadvertently posted it, mid-sentence. I was rushing to head out the door, and didn't even realize it was posted until just now, when we got back home.

I guess my attitude in life has been that if I don't like something, I wonder what's wrong with me, not it. That attitude has stood me in a good stead, because I came to like a lot of foods, music, and literature that I might never have come to appreciate, if I'd rejected stuff out of hand.

I mean, I even came to like liverwurst. That was as hard too do as learning to like opera.

Jerry