I may not know.


You don’t know Jack.  I think the full phrase is, “You don’t know Jack Shirt.”  I am not sure who Jack Shirt is, so in fact, I do not know that Jack.

Point taken.

Sometimes people tell me I don’t know Squat.  Now HERE, I beg to differ.  I  DO know squat, because I squat all the time.


Not ALL the time.  But a lot.

I do squats in the morning.  And push ups.  And curls, and planks.  This facilitates the maintenance of my rather girlishly girly figure.  You know, right?

From time to time,  I have squatted in the great outdoors.  Sometimes, a girl has to do what a girl has to do.  Even with a figure like this one.

I used to be a Fast-Pitch Softball Catcher.  Then I really did squat all the time. I could go on, but I think you understand as well as I do, that I KNOW squat.


I don’t know Jack.  I do know squat.

Well, this will add to the mix:  Some folks have told me right to my face that I don’t have a clue.  Wrong again.  On many levels.  I read Sherlock Holmes.  Ha!  Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

And I have the board game CLUE…. Mr. Mustard.  So go stick your lead pipe in THAT.

So on one hand I don’t know Jack.  But I do have a clue… and I know squat.  Two outa’ three ain’t bad for any of us.  Two outa’ three ain’t bad.

All we know is still infinitely less than all that remains unknown. — William Harvey

There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception. — Aldous Huxley

The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. — H. P. Lovecraft