MY CAR KEYS ARE TRANSFORMERS

[Oss]

They must be   I mean is that the word for it when something changes into something else

I would swear they either became invisible or turned into earbuds or something and they will be there when I come home just laughing at me



Every day I come home as I walk into the kitchen I put them in a plate (It says MAZEL TOV- GOOD LUCK) on the bar   It where they ALWAYS go EVERY TIME I walk into the house

Today I went to get them and they were gone  WTF?

Turned EVERYTHING in the house upside down, clothes, the car itself, my coat, the bedroom, the computer room, checked the dog's crate and 2 hrs later found my spare key where I remembered I hid it over a year ago

Drove down to Toyota on the way to the office and got 3 more keys  a spare for the wallet one for my office desk and one for the place where I hid the spare

My wife's car keys have also done this

What is it with keys anyways?

Dont tell me it hasnt happened to you

Now the Valkyrie keys I NEVER LOSE.....so far

[John Schmidt]

Hmmm....the words Senior Moment come to mind!   Comes with the years Oss. Just think of it this way, if a man is approaching 40, based on life expectancy he's middle-aged. Hope that makes you feel better.   

On the trip home from Johnson City after the rally a few years back, we stopped for lunch and a chance to dry off. Keep in mind I always carry two bike keys on my person when traveling. We got inside and peeled off the rain gear, later when ready to leave I reached in my pocket for the keys....nothing. Went in the other pocket....nothing. We looked for nearly an hour in every fold of clothing and every place we had been since shutting down. Nothing. I also keep a spare hidden on the bike which I used to get home. Three days later while washing the travel clothes, I hear this rattle in the washing machine, opened it up and there are two bike keys. Go figure, I still have no answer for that one.

[Moonshot_1]

There was a recent discovery in mathematics where after numerous calculations, the use of advanced calculus equations and the use of government super computers, the missing car keys are with the missing socks from the dryer in an alternate universe. Proven beyond a doubt.

[Skinhead]

When I first moved from Pittsburgh to Detroit in "83 I lived in a nice 2 bedroom apartment on Cass Lake with my wife and 1.5 year old son.  On a Friday after work, I stopped and got $200 out of the bank, and at the bar with some co-workers, had a couple drinks and went home.  Put my wallet and keys on the counter when I got home and said hello to the wife and son, and decided to go out for a bite to eat, only I couldn't find my wallet.  Thinking I had left it at the bar, when I pulled it out to chip in on the bill, I called the bar to see if anyone found my wallet, NO was their response.  I'm thinking, "crap. There goes $200 bucks I couldn't afford to loose"  Oh well, it's only money, let's go eat, only now I can't find my car keys either.  Now I know I didn't leave them at the bar, 'cause I drove home.  So I asked 1.5 year old Jason, "Did you see Daddy's car keys?"  He just grabbed my finger and led me to the Powder Room and pointed into the toilet.  There was my wallet and car keys. 

You don't have any 1.5 year olds running around there, do you Oss?

[Skinhead]

There was a recent discovery in mathematics where after numerous calculations, the use of advanced calculus equations and the use of government super computers, the missing car keys are with the missing socks from the dryer in an alternate universe. Proven beyond a doubt.

You'll find Advil's driver bit there as well.

[musclehead]

There was a recent discovery in mathematics where after numerous calculations, the use of advanced calculus equations and the use of government super computers, the missing car keys are with the missing socks from the dryer in an alternate universe. Proven beyond a doubt.

You'll find Advil's driver bit there as well.

and my ex room mates sunglasses. 

I don't know why it's always something you'll miss, you never end up missing that mismatched pair of socks in the bottom of your sock drawer. or that hawiian shirt that looks like a parrot barfed on it in the back of your closet. 

if you read inteligence into it, either hubris or a desperate cry for attention. you could always do what the lady in one of the personal stories I read did, she gets down to her last key and goes to the hardware store and makes 6 copies 

weird reading;

http://amasci.com/weird/unusual/objs.html

[art]

A    harley  friend an I went down to Phoenix ,Az to the harley shop to buy something some years back.He had a new harley at the time . We looked around for half an hour an got ready to leave when he found out that he had no keys . We looked for an hour ,in the shop an outside.I aked him if he carried a spare an he said no .I got all over his case.I had my valk an said I guess your going to ride b-tch all the way home to Prescott.Well we kept on looking.Dammed if we didn't find  the key just where we had been looking ,right smack in the middle of the floor of the showroom .I think he still thinks I pulled a trick on him.I'll bet he carries a spare now.

[musclehead]

do you have anything else that happens in the house 'above the normal'? you know paranormal?

one of those stories I read if we are to believe the woman writing it. she lives alone, no one came to visit for months and an odd spoon appears in her silverware drawer. it doesn't match her pattern.

so either she's lying, or someone broke into her house and deposited that spoon in her drawer and left no sign of being there.......... ???