I Know What I Know... I Think....
Paul Simon once sang “I know what I know. I’ll sing what I said. We come and we go, that’s a thing that I keep in the back of my head.” And he’s absolutely right. I know what I know, you know? And I know a lot of stuff. And we do, we come, and we go…. Where we’re coming from and going to, well, that I don’t know. But I do keep a list in the back of my head. Unfortunately, I keep a lot of crap back there, like repressed memories of bridges and holes in hotel walls and that one time under the bleachers with… wait, crap. She can probably read this…. (Before I go any further, yes, yes I did take an ambient last night. Just be quiet and pay attention.) Yes, I know what I know. And because I have fingers and a keyboard and the Internet and a slight touch of neurosis, you will now know some of the things I know. So, let’s begin. I know… that the following things are polarizing: Politics; Religion; Fetuses; Guns; Soft drinks; Keanu Reeves; Relish; Pornography; Sports; and Domest