Opinions are like, well, you know

Last week I went to the U2 concert, along with half of Phoenix it seems. The rest of the week I kept running into friends who had gone.

"You went?"

"Me too!"

And then,

"I thought the Black Eyed Peas rocked."

"Weren't the Black Eyed Peas horrible?"

"The Black Eyed Peas were fantastic, totally disappointed in U2 though."

"It was incredible, Bono was beyond."

"It was okay, Fergie was better in person that I thought she'd be."

"So glad we went."

"So glad the tickets were free."

And I would catch myself every time, trying to decide if there was something I missed. Was it good? Was it bad? What were they seeing that I hadn't? Of course, everyone is entitled to their opinion, but when I see just how different they are, just how much a single experience can vary, it makes me wonder whether anyone else's opinion, other than my own, is really important all all.

You see I loved the concert. I thought the Black Eyed Peas were great. I thought U2 were awesome. I had a really great time, a worth every penny kind of night. And I guess I am right about that. For me.

I don't know, what do you think?