{"id":1805,"date":"2004-08-18T19:14:47","date_gmt":"2004-08-19T00:14:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/?p=550"},"modified":"2004-08-18T19:14:47","modified_gmt":"2004-08-19T00:14:47","slug":"where","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/?p=1805","title":{"rendered":"Where?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Everyone remember the Thomas Dolby hit, &#8220;She Blinded Me With Science?&#8221;  There&#8217;s a line in there, spoken by the mad scientist voice, proclaiming, &#8220;She&#8217;s tidied up and now I can&#8217;t <b>find<\/b> anything!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m in a similar situation here, with the added complication that I may have inflicted the problem on myself.<br \/>\n<!--more--><br \/>\nMy Wife is over at my sis&#8217;s place, learning how to sew, and I&#8217;m supposed to be joining them there with the fixings for dinner and the parts for a stationary-crafting project.  I&#8217;ve got the food, the papercutter, the inkpads and the stamps, and I&#8217;m all ready to head over, except that I can&#8217;t find the paper, which kind of renders the whole project moot.<\/p>\n<p>Unfortunately, both my Wife and I have cleaned house since last I saw it.  I fear that, as a result of the cleaning, the box of paper was moved from one place to another, and then from there back, and subsequently to a third place, unrelated to the other two, where it is currently resting.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, I know, &#8220;A place for every thing and every thing in its place!&#8221;  That&#8217;s great, I&#8217;m sure, but the problem isn&#8217;t so much that the thing is out of place as it is that I just don&#8217;t know where the place for the thing <b>is<\/b>.<\/p>\n<p>I know exactly where it <b>used<\/b> to be.<\/p>\n<p>Everyone I know has had that experience.  It&#8217;s one of the most frustrating things in the world.  You get used to something being somewhere, and that&#8217;s great, up until you move it to somewhere more &#8220;convenient.&#8221;  I figure, if there&#8217;s some mad scientist out there working on a time travel device, the first incarnation will be a pair of gloves, possibly with a set of goggles, that will let the user simply <b>reach<\/b> back to a predetermined point in time and retrieve an item.<\/p>\n<p>Not only would you be able to, say, retrieve your car keys off the corner of the dresser where you <b>knew<\/b> you placed them last night, you would have the added benefit of knowing that the reason they&#8217;re not there any more is because last night you put them in your pocket five minutes from now.<\/p>\n<p>The only drawback would be using something like this to retrieve your watch.  You&#8217;d have to keep re-setting it because it had skipped the time between when you put it down and when you reached back to pick it up again&#8230;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Update: The paper is found!  And, indeed, it was something that had been moved once by each of us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Everyone remember the Thomas Dolby hit, &#8220;She Blinded Me With Science?&#8221; There&#8217;s a line in there, spoken by the mad scientist voice, proclaiming, &#8220;She&#8217;s tidied up and now I can&#8217;t find anything!&#8221; I&#8217;m in a similar situation here, with the &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/?p=1805\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[24],"class_list":["post-1805","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-personal-blather"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1805","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1805"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1805\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1805"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1805"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.quirkspace.com\/quirkblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1805"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}