Opinions, obviously I have mine. Heck we all have them. What gets me is why people would ask for another person's opinion. As you can see on the blog here I've got some pretty strong opinions. Country has gone down hill, Bush and his war crimes, and on and on. My wife will ask me which way we should go in the car. Now I'm not afraid to respond to such questions but inevitably it always ends up in some low key stupid argument. When I respond to the question " which way ", I consider the possibilities and than offer my opinion. Will we be turning left or right? Do we have to pull into high speed traffic? Pull out against traffic? These types of things. Than I look at the age of our van, its lack of get up and go, bare tires, leaking oil, and low water in the radiator. Than I consider the driver, over cautious with a somewhat impaired depth perception and poor decision making abilities under stress. So my opinion in these cases is to take the route that minimizes the risks.

Somehow this ends up as an argument with me finally saying " I give up, go the way you want ". So what was the point I've got to ask? Do people ask others for opinions just to argue over them? Once while dining out the waitress started arguing with me. I said " This isn't Coke " To which she replied, " yes it is " Come on I said, there are nothing but Pepsi signs all over the place. Or even better, you order a Coke, they bring you a Pepsi as if your taste buds are not mature enough to tell the difference or you yourself don't have the mental abilities to decide what soda you really want. Opinions, you can't win. Someone somewhere will decide tat your opinion is wrong.

So why do we bother asking? The weird thing about about opinions is as we get older we seem to have more. Plus, they seem to get stronger. Back in my younger days Presidents, Congress and such mean't nothing to me. I could care less what they were up to. Not today. The other weird thing about getting older is even though our opinions get stronger our real desire to do something about something becomes less. But our desire to tell folks is more.

We lost the other snail yesterday. Wonder if it had anything to do with lack of sex? I'm forming an opinion here so get in line if you want to argue with me.