I find that I am addicted to questions; I cannot go throughout my day without asking at least one question, I tried and failed miserably.

So I decided to conduct a little experiment to count how many questions I asked or was asked in a single day.   For three days I kept track of questions asked whether in emails, phone calls, or face to face conversations.  The average count of questions for a single day was 297!  That's a lot of brain drain to have to deal with that many questions in a single day, right?

Some people ask questionable questions, or answer your question with another question, how lame is that?  There are some questions that have not changed for thousands of years like “What the...?”, “Do I have to?”, “Why?”, or “Huh?”

And my favorite one “Are we there yet?”  Why do kids continue to ask that question?  Isn't it obvious that if we WERE there, we would want to get the little whiners out of the vehicle as soon as possible?

Go ahead; try to go through one day without asking any questions, betcha can't do it!

All these questions about questions caused me to drift off into the cavernous wastelands to ponder, then I had an apiff... epipin... epiphin... umm… a sudden perception of the essential nature of something... humans should ask a LOT of questions!  In fact we are the only species on the planet that CAN ask questions!

No really!

As the only Snarp on the planet, I question everything!  I especially question reality on a daily basis, and that is because reality is based on “Conventional Wisdom”, or the accepted reality of generally accepted ideas or explanations of reality!