Do you know what really pisses me off?

Good gad, there is no…what’s the word I’m looking for?..you people.

Thank Og it’s not just me who does that! Usually when I’m after my 4th beer. :smiley:

Jeez, CP… don’t raise such a tempest. Measure for measure we don’t pun as much as some do.

I’ve done the same…with my car keys :smack:

When my mother does that, there’s two places it can be in: under her ass or in her hand.

The cats have taught me that the faster you go up the stairs, the more likely you are to forget what you went up there for.

David, your glasses? They’re on your head.

You have to have your priorities in life. I mean, without Avogadro’s Number you’re not going to know what the definition of a mole is (and thus, no way to connect the behavior of objects on the atomic scale with those on the macro scale), but what really do you need from the kitchen? A blender?

I’ve long wanted to open a restaurant called πie (or e[sup]iπ[/sup] or some other variation). Only in the abstract, though; I’d rather dig trenches than work in the food service business again, and I’d have to move to St. Louis to use π as a phone number.

Stranger

Why don’t we just put the controls for the remote right on the TV where they won’t get lost! :dubious:

  ::crickets::


    C'mon work with me here, people.

I get values of 6.02257, 6.0221415, and 6.02214179 for the first factor.

What’s the straight dope on the exact figure? I hear there’s a +/- uncertainty factor of 0.0000003.

I had a friend in high school who once left his size 13 shoes in the fridge and the orange juice bottle in the bedroom closet.

You know Vonage (and I’m sure other VoIP phone services) will let you choose a phone number in another area code and prefix, right? :smiley:

Just trying to keep your dream alive!

Sure, you can remember his number. But can you remember which team he played for?

There is a mysterious floating cloud of forgetrons that moves around our shop. It gets between whoever is farthest from the tool room and said tool room. When you walk from your work table to get something, you must pass through the cloud. Those little basid forgetrons steal the thought of what you were going to get, so back to the work table and the cloud gives back the memory…repeat all day long.

Well, since he was married and had 6 kids, I’m assuming… :smiley:

Sometimes I hit reply to a thread and then forget what I was going to say while I’m waiting for the page to load. Orz

That brings to mind a really old Peanuts series of strips. Charlie Brown lost a library book. For the next few strips he agonized all over the house about what was going to happen to him because of the book. Then he found it, to his great relief.

“I LOOKED IN THE REFRIGERATOR AND THERE IT WAS!”

Here’s a few for ya:

http://www.practicalpantry.com/glist/GroceryList.html

http://www.scottcommonsense.com/us/toolbox/grocerylist/tool_grocery_list.asp

When you get to be my age, you find your self thinking more and more about the here-after…

You find yourself standing in a room and wondering “What was I here after?”

FML

Marry me. :slight_smile:
(I do something similar. I can remember ridiculous amounts of trivia from movies or TV but I can’t remember where the hell I put my glasses.) :confused:

I have this lovely little pie chart tacked to my wall at work.

5% - Eating
25% - Sleeping
25% - Working
45% - Looking for that thing I had in my hand just a second ago