Most of the time I seem to find myself in either a state of amazement, or confusion. Sometimes the two are linked. Like, for example, when all too frequently I find myself amazed by all the things I don’t know. Which ignorance then so often gives birth to confusion because I simply… well… don’t know.
I’m also amazed by the totally trivial things that engage my attention… compelling me to confront the fact that there’s even more stuff, trivial stuff, that I don’t know. Why don’t I know these things? I don’t know. It’s all very confusing.
Here’s an example, and I’m wondering if any amongst my few, valued, and knowledgeable visitors knows the answer…
How many peanuts (in terms of actual number, and their equivalent weight… not including shells of course) go into the making of a 340g jar of smooth peanut butter? Or any size jar of peanut butter for that matter. This is something I really do want to know.
And there’s a prize for coming up with the right answer! Wow! Not that I’d know the right answer if it slapped me across the face with a wet fish, cos I don’t know. But the prize is… well, I’ll reveal why the lack of this totally stupid bit of useless information has begun to bug me. Heh heh.