that I massaged a young Kirby vacuum cleaner salesman from Davenport, Iowa yesterday, and today a book I got through inter-library loan arrived...from Davenport, Iowa!
To me, this spells a cue for the Twilight Zone theme.
And while we're on the theme of the weird, can someone please explain to me why I suddenly have about six or seven flat-head screwdrivers of various sizes in my toolbox, but not a single Phillips-head is to be found?!
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I have the opposite problem..... I have tons of Phillips head drivers, but no flat heads. I guess that's why I keep kitchen knives around!
Hmmmm. Migration, maybe? It's frustrating, to say the least, when you need a certain tool and can't find it. I keep all my tools in the toolbox, so I don't understand where the Phillips head ones went. Dammit.
One of life's enduring mysteries, this. My vice grips ran away one night not too long ago, and I still haven't located them. I think it's some sort of Commie plot, myself. Or Obama. But I repeat myself...
Maybe they're congregating in a secret location? Sorta like the socks that vanish from the dryer...
Oh they are in there. But you can't find them simply because you need one. Wait a few weeks until you need a flathead screwdriver...then the situation will be reversed.
I used to think this phenomenon occurred because someone else borrowed tools without returning them. I now have a locking tool condo, and I keep the keys hidden. I still can't find certain tools when I desperately need them. A week later, there it will be, right where it should be...
Not sure, but I think this may be related to the increasing inability to remember certain words and names...CRS as it were.
I know the answer to the sock mystery, at least here at my house. A certain resident Alaskan Malamute seems to require a certain amount of cotton in her diet.
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Hmmmm. Check your email's spam folder, Zelda. I sent you an email right after I left the comment on your blog. I'll send you another email from my "real" email addy, too.
Oh... and I tagged you on my blog!
Buckskins Rule, that may be an issue in our home, too. Dogs, Italian Greyhounds to be precise. They love our laundry and might be enjoying socks on occasion!
Blondie, I'll check it out!
How's this for even more wierderer. My twin brother lives in Iowa and I own a kirby vaccum and about 200 screwdrivers (my favorite tool).
*lol*! Yup, the "Twilight Zone" theme is now on continuous loop inside my brain...
Weird. Just plain weird.
Perhaps this is a communicatino from the mother ship? :P
It's surely possible, Phlegmmy!
What you are *really* encountering is dimensional slippage. You start off in Dimension A, where you have an even number of Phillips and flathead screwdrivers. By virtue of positronic transpositional harmonics, flatheads tend to accumulate on the + side of the frequency, and Phillips on the - side. (But this totally disregards the redistributive properties of cotton in superheated air - which *really* messes up the 5space math.)
Or, your friends borrowed them. You pick. :)
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