The Cows Have Come Home to Roost

When I was in college I worked as a student secretary in what was then known as the University Computing Center. One of my jobs was to stock the course catalogs in the office and make sure there was enough for the students and faculty who couldn't figure out the university's Gopher system to look up the courses online. I was flipping through them one day and noticed a summer course in wine tasting. *Snort* Wine tasting? Who on earth would pay $200 to take a five class course on wine tasting!? The other secretary and I had a good chuckle over it; what bourgeois pigs these people must be wasting all that money merely to sip wine.

As I am sitting here six years later, trying to figure out what wine to bring for a cookout I thought to myself, "You know, taking a wine tasting course would be useful."