I'm either an *early* adopter (Netflix'ed a decade before the "and chill") or l-a-s-t to the soiree (leaped on the Crocs bandwagon long after its wheels had fallen off). I'm also opinionated to the point of resembling a Tornado petulant child. Once I decide I dislike something (hello mayonnaise! greetings CrossFit!) I rarely give it a chance. Back in the '90s, when everyone was obsessed ... Continue Reading