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Quantum theory. My version anyway. You have to keep looking in the same place until it shows up. It's there all along, but until both your's and the object's states of space/time/matter/energy match up, you ain't gonna see it.

So, your vibrations and the object’s have to be in sync, like a pair of motor- generators before you put them online?

That's simplified, but accurate. I think.

Whole papers have been written on quantum physics.

None of which I have read or would understand..... . I just want to find the damned car keys, right there on the counter where I laid them and looked for them 3 times already.

That's funny.

I've got one 8 pound maul. I figure if I can't split something with that....................................it don't need split. Goes on the campfire wood pile.

I've got a wedge or two around this place, I could care less where they've gone!

One should move every 3-5 years just to find all the lost/forgotten chit....

How about 17 times or so, in about 20 years, counting every one my wife and did due to work.

Not counting moving from the tent or motel while I looked for places to rent.

Still have some stuff in boxes that haven't been looked at since the last move. Pictures and stuff to hang on walls and the like.

One of my friends years ago had his dad watching his 3 year some days. One day his 3 year old goes, Dammit myself, where the hell did I put that now? That was the end of Grandpa the babysitter.

Laughing. My wife's mother and stepdad watched our daughter when she was a wee lass. Stepdad was an Okie mechanic and my daughter loved to hang out in the garage with Grandpa Bill. We heard a few good ones.

That's what I've come to, with no wood stove to feed any more what little wood I need can be split with my remaining mall or it can stay there in the bush. At our last place I could get beautiful fir tops and checked logs after the loggers were done with an area. But it was big wood and knotty as hell at times. I have a splitting wedge too but the two mall deal worked pretty good.

Im constantly misplacing tools and it drives me nuts

Don't jerk high test , 7 or alloy chains.

No wood stove to feed.

And you call yourself "Canadian"?

Sheesh.

My dad lost a finger because of a chain...

I always find it best to look for something else. Because you always find the things that you are not looking for... and then you get distracted..

If I overlook something a couple of times, it seems I flat can NOT see it!
After 20 minutes of looking for a specific tool, I once told my helper to go to my truck, look in my toolbox, and bring it to me.
I told him I'd been looking for almost half an hour, couldn't find it, and the approximate location I'd last seen it.
2 minutes later, he came in, with it in hand, and said "It was right where you said it was".
Oh welllll I was too young to be senile back then. I think.

I've never experienced such restraint, myself.

I’ve misplaced a dozen Herters bluebill decoys, sometime between the last day of the 1987 duck season in Mobile, AL and the first day of the 1989 duck season in Sturgeon Bay, WI. I was in Puerto Rico in between and I know I didn’t use them there. It has bugged the hell out of me ever since and I’m staring to think they are gone. I don’t usually lose things.

Borrow them out and forgot?


I do that sometimes.

At this point anything is possible. I had what I thought was a pretty good spread of divers with 4 dozen bluebills and 3 dozen cans back then. I can account for the cans and 3 dozen bluebills but I’m missing a dozen. Got all the geese and puddle ducks accounted for too. Somebody, somewhere got lucky! Those were experienced decoys.

I came home from work one day. The wife greeted me warmly, told me to sit in my recliner, handed me a cup of coffee then hit play on the VCR. On the screen one of my kids laying under his trike, tapping it with a wrench and going, "chit, got dammit, chit". She quit sending them out to "help" daddy fix the car after that.