The Missing Sock, Comma, Tupperware Lids

Okay, I already came to the conclusion that my dryer is the entrance to another dimension completely occupied by single socks. I also think that somehow, tupperware lids make it there through a gateway in my dishwasher or in the back of my cupboard. Occasionally they come back out for a visit, get used a couple of times, and then they disappear again. I’ve gotten used to that.

But now, I’m a little worried. I’ve decided that the SDMB is the gateway to the “dimension of missing punctuation”. I know I put a comma somewhere, and then after the post has been made, it is missing. It then surfaces in a completely DIFFERENT post where it is not needed.

Now, I don’t want to scare anyone, but I think Art Bell should be notified.

Any thoughts?

What you haven’t noticed that phenomenon before?
It also happens in the washing mahine during the spin cycle.
I think the rapid rotation creates an artifical singularty (black hole).
Anybody have a better explanation ?

t lion

Mr. Lion:
I think we have the makings of an episode of “Unsolved Mysteries”.

Or maybe “Animaniacs”.

Dibs (sp?) on royalties.

No, no, no…it’s not a portal to another dimension. It’s the SOCK MONSTER! Geez, do I have to tell you guys everything? :slight_smile:
Shadowfox

Hey - I’ve noticed, superfluous commas showing up, from time to time in my posts, too! I thought it was a subversive action by my right brain - but now, I’m not so sure.

My theory on single socks - they don’t really disappear. When you buy a pair of socks, you assume they match because they’re packaged together - but they are actually from different dye lots. You wash them a few times and voila! two single socks that don’t match any other socks you own. It’s a plot, I tell you, by sock manufacturers!

Now the tupperware lids, they do drop into a black hole in the cupboard - I thought everyone knew that.

My mom always told me it was a sock fairy that stole socks from the dryer. She also told me that there was a little gnome in the refrigerator that turned out the refrigerator light, too.

I’m older now, though, and a lot less gullible. The black hole/different dimension theory makes a lot more sense.

No, that little gnome is the one who puts all that moldy, unrecognizable stuff in the corners of the refrigerator. He also makes it invisible until you are really hungry, or until your in-laws visit. :slight_smile:

Oh, so that’s where the meatcake comes from! :slight_smile:

I thought this all happened during “lost time” episodes – like when I look for something and it’s not there, then my wife looks and finds it right in plain sight. I don’t recall any men in black around at the time, but then I wouldn’t, would I?
p.s. I found some commas: , If you can identify them you can take them.

“non sunt multiplicanda entia praeter necessitatem”
– William of Ockham

I had a friend who swore that all the pens he’d ever lost had somehow migrated to the fake drawer right under the kitchen sink. You know, it looks like a draer cosmetically but there’s no way to open it…at least not from this world.

Okatym
50/50 and you have a deal.

Peace
t lion

I don’t mean to sound paranoid, but it’s all a right wing conspiracy…

Is this also related to the “I know I placed something right THERE just one minute ago, and now it cannot be found anywhere in the room” scenario?


Don’t let the loveless ones sell you a world wrapped in grey.

I have a theory about the “missing sock” phenomenon: I think the dryers of the world are being framed.

Really, how many times have you counted your socks after taking them out of the washer?

Burnmeup:
Yes, that would be the refrigerator gnome’s little sister, Paranoia. She does this to the same people over and over and over and…
She hides things right under your nose, (she’s particularly fond of keys) and YOU KNOW something’s up, but you can’t ever prove it. Once she picks you, she bothers you forever. That’s where we get the term “paranoid”.

I believe when you die and you’ve been a good person while waiting in line for the Pearly Gates, you will receive every pen that your desk ate, every missing sock the dryer fairy stole, every set of car keys that hit a vortex of unknown the moment you put them down, every tupperware lid that the dishwasher ate, and anything your purse gobbled up, back.

Dear Shirley,
Now I’m depressed…Please don’t tell me they have Tupperware in Heaven!! Or is this just the final “Gotcha”? I mean, what good are a lot of single socks and tupperware lids gonna do once we’re dead? Yea, and who wants that yucky piece of gum from the bottom of my purse anyway? Does that mean we get bad breath in Heaven too?

One of the few uses for Tupperware lids is that they make lame frisbees.

Regarding misplacing stuff:

Does anyone remember that Twilight Zone episode called “The Minute Makers” or something ? Syntax: the world is being completely rebuild every minute by completely blue men - the Minute-Makers. We shift from one minute-world to the other without noticing. Occasionally, the Minute-Makers forget to place an object in a certain minute (“I’m ab-so-lute-ly POSITIVE I put my damn car keys on the fridge !!”), but they put it back again in the following minutes, realizing their mistake (“Hey !! See ?? They WERE here ! Or weren’t they ? Am I going nuts ??”).

I suppose everybody recognizes this scenario. The Minute-Makers explanation makes a lot of sense to me.

Coldfire


“You know how complex women are”

  • Neil Peart, Rush (1993)

Coldfire…I loved that episode… :slight_smile:

My personal sock monster is getting braver…he’ll not only take single socks from the dryer, he’ll take * entire pairs * from my drawer. I’ll go to get a pair for work and I’ll be out, despite having done laundry the day before.