Losing My Mind, again...
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
Roger Wright wrote: Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Well just in case they come collecting maybe you should give it a vigorous wash.:omg: We wouldn't want :bob:'s relations to pick up a nasty disease from a dirty ashtray:~ John Hudson Cannot find REALITY.SYS. Universe halted. :omg: http://www.rainbow-innov.co.uk[^]
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Roger Wright wrote: Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Well just in case they come collecting maybe you should give it a vigorous wash.:omg: We wouldn't want :bob:'s relations to pick up a nasty disease from a dirty ashtray:~ John Hudson Cannot find REALITY.SYS. Universe halted. :omg: http://www.rainbow-innov.co.uk[^]
If I knew they were coming I certainly would; probably vac, too. Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
Just out of curiosity how many peanut shells can your ash tray hold ? I would guess about 10 or so ? That's hardly enough to satisfy a peanut craving !! And re: aliens. I'm sure its them. Ashtrays, socks, locks, cassette cases ...inter galactic burglary is going on unchecked. Its time we did something about it :) " Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill ? "
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Just out of curiosity how many peanut shells can your ash tray hold ? I would guess about 10 or so ? That's hardly enough to satisfy a peanut craving !! And re: aliens. I'm sure its them. Ashtrays, socks, locks, cassette cases ...inter galactic burglary is going on unchecked. Its time we did something about it :) " Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill ? "
Ramanan Sivan wrote: Just out of curiosity how many peanut shells can your ash tray hold ? I can easily fit the shells of a half pound of peanuts in this ashtray. It's quite large, and perfectly suited to its purpose. Or was, rather...:( Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
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If I knew they were coming I certainly would; probably vac, too. Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
Roger Wright wrote: probably vac, too. No need to go over the top, they are probably just on their way home from a bit of entertainment in Bullhead City:suss: John Hudson Cannot find REALITY.SYS. Universe halted. :omg: http://www.rainbow-innov.co.uk[^]
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship Roger, you have to get out more. Please. For me. For all of us. :) But a new thought just occured to me. I was about to suggest to Roger that he desperately needs to get a girlfriend. But then the thought occured to me: "What *are* the advantages of a girlfriend versus a trusty ashtray?" So, I think it'd be an interesting exercise to list the various advantages and disadvantages of a girlfriend vs. an ashtray. The most immediate advantage I can see is peace and quiet - an ashtray doesn't talk back. Others?? ¡El diablo está en mis pantalones! ¡Mire, mire! Real Mentats use only 100% pure, unfooled around with Sapho Juice(tm)! SELECT * FROM User WHERE Clue > 0 0 rows returned
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
"Searching for an ashtray for 40 minutes..." You described most of the time I spend at home. Just replace the 'ashtray' for: 1. Keys 2. The ******* remote control (I've really considered buying two more, so I can find them faster). 3. That game CD that *should* be in this box, not in that box. 4. Shoes 5. The book I'm reading, not that Tanenbaum one I've read 3 times 6. Today's newspaper (for some reason I can easily find yesterday's). 7. Tools 90% of the time, I am the alien that collected it :sigh: I see dumb people
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This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship Roger, you have to get out more. Please. For me. For all of us. :) But a new thought just occured to me. I was about to suggest to Roger that he desperately needs to get a girlfriend. But then the thought occured to me: "What *are* the advantages of a girlfriend versus a trusty ashtray?" So, I think it'd be an interesting exercise to list the various advantages and disadvantages of a girlfriend vs. an ashtray. The most immediate advantage I can see is peace and quiet - an ashtray doesn't talk back. Others?? ¡El diablo está en mis pantalones! ¡Mire, mire! Real Mentats use only 100% pure, unfooled around with Sapho Juice(tm)! SELECT * FROM User WHERE Clue > 0 0 rows returned
Jim Crafton wrote: "What *are* the advantages of a girlfriend versus a trusty ashtray?" And you think I need to get out more?:omg: Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
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Jim Crafton wrote: "What *are* the advantages of a girlfriend versus a trusty ashtray?" And you think I need to get out more?:omg: Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
Yeah, I suppose I could do with a little more non-computer time :) ¡El diablo está en mis pantalones! ¡Mire, mire! Real Mentats use only 100% pure, unfooled around with Sapho Juice(tm)! SELECT * FROM User WHERE Clue > 0 0 rows returned
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
When in doubt, blame gnomes. Everyone knows about the sock gnomes, and thanks to "South Park" the underwear gnomes have been brought into the light: Step 1: Steal underwear. Step 2: Step 3: Profit (Seems to be the mantra for many businesses these days...) I highly doubt that it could be aliens, though: there's really nothing to probe.
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When in doubt, blame gnomes. Everyone knows about the sock gnomes, and thanks to "South Park" the underwear gnomes have been brought into the light: Step 1: Steal underwear. Step 2: Step 3: Profit (Seems to be the mantra for many businesses these days...) I highly doubt that it could be aliens, though: there's really nothing to probe.
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Heath Stewart wrote: there's really nothing to probe. Hmm. I hadn't thought of that aspect, though I suppose they might just want souveneirs sometimes. But gnomes, now there's something I can follow up on. I've got a couple of #10 beaver traps around here somewhere... Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
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Heath Stewart wrote: there's really nothing to probe. Hmm. I hadn't thought of that aspect, though I suppose they might just want souveneirs sometimes. But gnomes, now there's something I can follow up on. I've got a couple of #10 beaver traps around here somewhere... Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
Roger Wright wrote: Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group. :laugh: Love the new sig!
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"Searching for an ashtray for 40 minutes..." You described most of the time I spend at home. Just replace the 'ashtray' for: 1. Keys 2. The ******* remote control (I've really considered buying two more, so I can find them faster). 3. That game CD that *should* be in this box, not in that box. 4. Shoes 5. The book I'm reading, not that Tanenbaum one I've read 3 times 6. Today's newspaper (for some reason I can easily find yesterday's). 7. Tools 90% of the time, I am the alien that collected it :sigh: I see dumb people
:laugh: Keys are easy; they stay in my pocket. Finding my pants is sometimes a challenge, though. The remotes live between the cushions, or I assume so as that's where they always seem to be found. I like my devices to be happy, and am content to let them stay wherever they feel comfortable. I don't have any game CDs, but there are times that I wish I had a special place for the Windows CD for those times when the server needs rebuilding. Shoes can be a problem; try leaving a few pair in each room, just in case. Since I usually have two or three books in progress at any given time, I can count on finding one whenever I need it - it doesn't matter which one when you multitask them. Newspapers are troublesome. They don't really fit anywhere, so I read them a chuck them as soon as convenient. Tools, though, are a major problem. They are migratory creatures by nature, and I have several tool boxes in and around the house. The exact one I need is almost always somewhere other than where I'm looking. Let me know if you ever find a solution to tool migrations, please! Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
Right - this is serious. Now then. Lets keep our wits about us, shall we? No need to go ...er... nuts here. Have you spotted any piles of peanut shells that would be capable of hiding the item in question? Might want to excavate. Pizza boxes. Many of my favorite knives have been absconded by pizza boxes. Check any pizza boxes carefully before recycling. Why you would have let this article come into any sort of proximity with a voracious pizza box is, well, anybody's guess, but we must 'eliminate the impossible'. Garbage bin? How many :beer:s did you have when you last indulged in a good goober gulp? But I'm sure I'm not telling you anything you already know. What we need here is a modus operandi. My first suggestion would be to start popping the frikking peas with careless abandon, tossing the offage into a suitably plebian container such as to make the missing ash pot thouroughly hurt at being so disregarded and begin to make the small whimpering noises such tar plates are wont to on just such occasions. Rather like calling yourself to locate your cell. Failing that, there the old 'throw yourself at the ground and miss' strategey, wherein Doris quite often gets her oats - to wit, look for something else. How bout that tattered Ziggy Startdust and the Spiders from Mars lp that was got MIA after that party last November? The fag platter will no doubt be the first thing you find. HTH. And remember, we're all in this alone. =========== "Honi soit qui mal y pense" "I honestly think I'm going to be sick."
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Right - this is serious. Now then. Lets keep our wits about us, shall we? No need to go ...er... nuts here. Have you spotted any piles of peanut shells that would be capable of hiding the item in question? Might want to excavate. Pizza boxes. Many of my favorite knives have been absconded by pizza boxes. Check any pizza boxes carefully before recycling. Why you would have let this article come into any sort of proximity with a voracious pizza box is, well, anybody's guess, but we must 'eliminate the impossible'. Garbage bin? How many :beer:s did you have when you last indulged in a good goober gulp? But I'm sure I'm not telling you anything you already know. What we need here is a modus operandi. My first suggestion would be to start popping the frikking peas with careless abandon, tossing the offage into a suitably plebian container such as to make the missing ash pot thouroughly hurt at being so disregarded and begin to make the small whimpering noises such tar plates are wont to on just such occasions. Rather like calling yourself to locate your cell. Failing that, there the old 'throw yourself at the ground and miss' strategey, wherein Doris quite often gets her oats - to wit, look for something else. How bout that tattered Ziggy Startdust and the Spiders from Mars lp that was got MIA after that party last November? The fag platter will no doubt be the first thing you find. HTH. And remember, we're all in this alone. =========== "Honi soit qui mal y pense" "I honestly think I'm going to be sick."
Excellent suggestions! I've already tried nibbling a bit of Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream in the hope that the missing tray might feel jilted, but it is either sulking in silence, or unimpressed. The little bugger seems almost to read my mind at times... Tim Deveaux wrote: 'throw yourself at the ground and miss' There's a constructive ploy! I used this technique to locate a much beloved Harry Chapin album that went missing years ago. Just last week I was inventorying my Beatles albums and stumbled across it. I think I'll just spend some time searching for the tomahawk I misplaced after the last invasion of grasshopppers and we'll see whether that brings the ashtray out of hiding. If not, I'll have to go with the visiting alien theory. Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
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Excellent suggestions! I've already tried nibbling a bit of Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream in the hope that the missing tray might feel jilted, but it is either sulking in silence, or unimpressed. The little bugger seems almost to read my mind at times... Tim Deveaux wrote: 'throw yourself at the ground and miss' There's a constructive ploy! I used this technique to locate a much beloved Harry Chapin album that went missing years ago. Just last week I was inventorying my Beatles albums and stumbled across it. I think I'll just spend some time searching for the tomahawk I misplaced after the last invasion of grasshopppers and we'll see whether that brings the ashtray out of hiding. If not, I'll have to go with the visiting alien theory. Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
Roger Wright wrote: I think I'll just spend some time searching for the tomahawk I misplaced after the last invasion of grasshopppers... Ah quite - buried the hatchet did we? Yes - look for the little locust lopper and all should be well. Good hunting sir.
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
I once lost a jar of salsa. A week later found the missing salsa in the cupboard where I keep the dish I used to eat salsa from :omg: Todd Smith
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Unbelievable. I think I've finally gone over the edge. I have an ashtray, a very large ashtray that is never used for ashes. It's sole reason for existence is to hold the empty shells when I'm in the mood to munch on roasted peanuts. The mood struck about 40 minutes ago, and I've been searching for my ashtray ever since. This isn't a particularly notable ashtray, in fact it's rather ugly and is easily spotted from a distance. It lives in two places, atop the fridge when I'm not having peanuts, and on my lap when I'm relaxing with a book and a bag of peanuts. It is not currently resting in either location, and I don't recall moving it anytime recently. My place is not very large, consisting of about 900 sf in essentially three rooms. One is the junk room, where I keep my mathoms - the server also lives there to be close to my library. Another is used solely for sleeping... well there's an awful lot of books there, too. The third is the central room and kitchen. The ashtray has never been known to wander outside of this third area, but it isn't there today. Worse, I still have a craving for peanuts, yet find myself strangely resistant to the idea of using another receptacle for the shells. This ashtray and I have a history together, almost a relationship; peanut eating just wouldn't be as satisfying without it. Perhaps I should just have an apple... Do you suppose that some aliens collect ashtrays from the places they visit? Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.
It is between your couch cushions.
Glano perictu com sahni delorin!
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It is between your couch cushions.
Glano perictu com sahni delorin!
That's one of the first places I looked, just to see if it's maybe hanging out with the remotes, but no luck. Some people think of it as a six-pack; I consider it more of a support group.