Say What?

Unfortunately, this is yet another rambling. How much does one want to know and how much does one know - two very different things, yes. That's what I didn't think for a long time. I belong to the rare group of people that listen. Perhaps too much. That's probably why I feel shepherded from place to place and unable to enjoy myself entirely. 'Why am I here?' pops in, inadvertently. 'Ah, yes, I came here with so-and-so...'

Ouch. Poor so-and-so. They're probably nice, but I can't always have a blast, can I?

'I heard from Blah that Glah is idiotic'

Now, Glah can be a person, place or thing.

I will not take Blah's word for it. Why should I? I might like Glah! Why risk the possibility of an argument with Blah when I can simply sample Glah for myself and then speak? Then arises the problem of specifics -- was it the right Glah?

Oh, gee. I don't think I checked, my bad. Too many possibilities are indeed awful.