you know what you know

You grow up knowing what you know and it's what you know....but then you realize that you know nothing at all.


I drove out to the suburbs tonight. I was invited to attend a Passover dinner with a friend. It was my first time. To a Passover dinner...not the suburbs.

The air smells so wide open there - I felt like I was on another planet. It is just so sprawling. The house was enormous and extravagant and the first floor was as big as my entire house. What do people do in those big houses?

As I drove home and exited on Snelling - I started to see the people. The homeless man with his sign, the hooded biker riding home, the men just hanging outside the bar on University. This is my home stretch I am only 6 blocks from where I fall asleep. It is compact and dirty and bright and loud....there are times of silence though when the sirens have stopped and the people have gone to sleep.

I missed Judy while I was gone. She was so excited to see me that her head smacked into my mouth and I might have a fat lip. It doesn't matter though. She loves me. Gracie tried to come over and play with Judy right before I left - she rings the doorbell in the front now, she used to just knock at the back - anyway, I tried telling her that I was leaving and that she could come over tomorrow.

She was so disappointed and Liam had no idea what was going on. She kept saying, "but my dad is in the kitchen" and "we just ate dinner and my dad is in the kitchen." She left with her head hung low, she was sad to go.


You grow up knowing what you know and it's what you know....but then you realize that you know nothing at all. Or something like that.