Quesa Dilla, dude?

Recently, while I work at my computer, I have been listening to This American Life. Yesterday, the episode "A Little Bit of Knowledge" had me laughing tears. It's really best if you listen to it yourself, but basically it is about how we all know just enough to be dangerous on most subjects, but we don't let it stop us from talking as experts. They call it Modern Jackass in the show, as if you had your own magazine and that is the name of it. In telling about it to the The Honey I got it mixed up and was calling it, "Jackass University." Clearly, I am a graduate. 

What I found hilarious though, were stories about the misconceptions we form as kids that kind of live in us until one day we say them out loud and it becomes clear we are SO off base. Like the guy who believed into his 20s that quesadilla was Spanish for, "What's the deal?" Or the woman who thought unicorns were real. My personal experience is that I believed, "Hasta la bye bye" was Norwegian for goodbye. My dad used to say that when he left for work, and that is what he told us. I was a kid, I just believed him. Then one day I was talking to someone who spoke some Norwegian. I started to say, "I know how to say (goodbye), um... nevermind." Finally I realized how ridiculous that was. I was 26. J has so many things that he "fills in" for lack of understanding, I wonder how many will be left behind with four, and if any will survive to adulthood.