Okay, which one of you jokers snuck in my house and stole my TV remote?

****i told you so! i told you so ! ::jumps up and down like a kid ::

Just remember, Beck. No home dentistry with that thing.

Glad to her that you found your remote.

I’m going to take a wild guess. Was it a 1909-11 T206 Honus Wagner baseball card? One of those recently sold for $3.12-million. You could buy a lot of Universal remotes with that.

What we have here is a clear example of Schrödinger’s remote.

Was the old remote in the little drawer all this time? We don’t know, because Beck didn’t open the drawer, and the quantum state within the drawer never clarified.

However, the purchase of the new remote was an intervening event whichclarified the quantum state within the little drawer, so that when Beck opened the drawer, the old remote was there.

I think it should be written up for some physics journal.

It’s not in your coat pocket? The one in the closet? It’s not on top of the 'Fridge? It’s not next to the microwave or under the pot holders?
Hmmm.
You know, I was looking through Craigslist and I found an ad for a used universal remote that was for sale: $5 or best offer. It was from a B.L. Bear, General Delivery, Arkansas…

Clearly, the new remote ATTRACTED the missing remote from an alternate dimension!
~VOW

Keep it on Jewish Live TV because…tradition, TRADITION!

If only these people labeled what was in their hands. :dubious: :eek:

Right were I said it would be.
BTW, just curious, are you now missing a lamp?

I’ll get right on that paper. (;))

The lamp is still on the table. A touch lamp. Never comes on when I touch it. A cool breeze wafts by and it comes on. A cat sits on the little table, one tail fwip. Light comes on.
Beck needs a little light. Damn light goes on strike.

Maybe you need a new lamp.

It’s always been my experience that one of the surest ways to find a missing object is to obtain its replacement.

I still say this was a cat prank.

Does it come with a remote control?

It must be Italian. It says “FRA-GEE-LAY” on the box.

So, wait. Let me think. I go out, buy a basic light. Regular little thing by the bulb to turn it on with.
Discard the touch lamp. Or better yet put it in in the guest room. I like effing with my guests. To be safe I’ll put a new bulb in it. Last bulb I have. Lamp works perfectly in this room.
Set up the new light on my little table. Plugged in. Oops!
No bulbs.
Go to the trash and get the the old bulb out. Screw it in. Punch the little switch,
Nope.
Can’t see the light.

I’m jinxed, I tells ya!

Welcome to my world!
~VOW

We are a pair. (:))

Hey! Here’s an idea. You buyTHIS light bulb. When guests spend the night, you stand out of sight in the hall and use the remote control. It’s off! It’s on! Purple light! Green strobe! It’s off. No, it’s flashing pink!*

The fun never ends.

*Unless Pink is staying in your guest room, in which case it’s Mr. Wrekker flashing her.

Umm…Nellie, dear. That remote is the size of a postage stamp. I’d lose it in minutes.

May you turn into a kugel, and may a cat eat you.

Just got in from shopping. Some how I remembered light bulbs and scotchtape in the throng of shoppers bumping into me and using the aisle I wanna use :D.
I got a huge thing of light bulbs
The new twisty kind. Forgot my lamp shade clips on a roundish bulb. Dang it.
And, I forgot Charmin.