Neanderpundit

That causes sock tempers to flare and arguments to erupt and sock divorces to occur. This is the first time I’ve had it happen in a hotel room. I have searched hither and yon, and cannot find the missing sock. I am sure that since the room is as dry as a popcorn fart I will find it attached to the back of my coat later by static electricity, but only if it is embarrassing to do so. meanwhile I have had to go back out to the car and get another from the bugout bag, at which point I remembered that it is in fact the SUMMER bugout bag, and has no long underdrawers or hoodie.

Bugger this for a lark.

We bitch a lot but its just winter. And thats fine. I do actually like living in a temperate zone. I dont like the morons on the road, but morons are everywhere.

Just after the first of the year, when the Oglet was home on vacation, I thought, I will make some Bubba Burgers, and I will put on them some salsa and avocado, and they will be extra tasty.

So I went and got some bubba burgers. There is always salsa in the house. And I got a perfect avocado. Plenty to put a couple slices on each of three burgers for the wife, the oglet, and I.

I came home, and unpacked, and was just about to toss the bag in the trash when I felt a lump; I reached into the bag and pulled out the avocado I had temporarily forgotten. And then I sat it on the counter.

At which point it disappeared forever.

At first I thought I was being gaslighted, but the wife and daughter swore they hadn’t touched it.

By now, I thought a trail of gnats would lead us to it, but so far no luck. I figure it will turn up someday, but the longer it takes the less I look forward to it.