by Robert Ferrigno  I am sure that this has happened to everyone
at one time or another. You meet somebody that, on paper, should
be perfect. And they're not. At least for you. One little gear
doesn't click and it throws the whole thing off. You keep
checking back with them to see if maybe you, or they, were
having a bad day when you met, or you went out, or whatever, to
make sure that your judgment is running on all eight cylinders
(a rare circumstance, alas, with the males of the species. But
don't tell anybody). And it just doesn't happen. It happens in
the world of the arts, too. You encounter something you think
you should like, but you don't. For me, it's "Seinfeld" on
television, and Olu Dura in music. Critically acclaimed, a rabid
following, and I don't get it.  So now we come to my apparent
conundrum with Robert Ferrigno. He's not my favorite author. He
has great plots, interesting characters, and writes well enough.
But for some reason we just can't close the deal. Yet...I always
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