The LAST piece of trim to polish on my project, it was a normal day, a day like any other day. I was standing at the polishing wheel buffing the window column seal trim to a perfect show quality shine. Birds are singing in the yard outside my garage, it's a beautiful day in the Appalachian foothills below the Blueridge Parkway, not soo hot, the smell of fresh mowed grass in the air, I sit down the piece of trim, take off my gloves, pretty sure I take the trim piece and put it in the trunk of the car.......a common thing I do to keep everything together. I go upstairs to the house to tell my beautiful German bride I was going to see Steve at the paint and body shop I use to bum some goop to glue the bottom of the foam seal to the door jam. I go to Steve's open the trunk and that's when it all started coming together. I answer Steve while we stand there looking dumbfounded into the darkness of the 69 Cutlass trunk like it was the vastness of space, "no, I don't remember the last place I seen it Steve! If I did, I'd go pick it up and come back all smiles!" "I mean this is some straight up David Copperfield Sh@$!" That's when it hit me! I have a gift! So I go back to the house and pick up some random things to polish, I lay it down, turn around......look......and it's still there. This is useless stuff I don't need obviously so that may be the problem with replicating the magic trick I had done previously in the day. All I can say it the universe took it.

 

Apparently we have the same gift. I can take something apart, put in in front of me turn around to grab a tool and when I look again it's gone. Usually it's something simple like a screw or nut and bolt. I have drawn enough magic power to make bigger pieces disappear though, i'm STILL looking for my front marker light. I've found starting a different project usually makes it reappear.

 

Well that's great news Craig! Can't wait to tell the bride I have to get another project so I can find a 12" piece of window trim. Don't suppose you want to come over for that little get together do you? Did I mention she's German?

 

Home security cameras. It's amazing how little you forget when it no longer matters.

 

I just figure there is a black hole in my garage and it just sucks some things up. Sometimes they re-appear but always in a different location.

 

I'll let you deal with that one on your own brother, I have my own German girlfriend (Schmidt) that doesnt understand why I need my quality time in the garage. Good luck though!

 

My garage has the same black hole or maybe its because it is messy. But even after I clean it I never find the missing part, unless I have just bought a replacement.

I realize I must have drove by your house in July as my wife and I drove the Blue Ridge Parkway for vacation.

My wife of 25 years is half Irish and half Italian. Is that better or worse than a full German or are we both in trouble.

Larry

 

OK so far, the Prof wants me to become my own Big Brother, which what the heck, the NSA already knows more about me than I do..........Pat has set out to prove teleportation through garage quantum physics, and Craig basically is germanically challenged as well and will be of no further use on this matter...........mine is Knurfle with the two little dots over the u, and may God have mercy on your soul too brother ;0)

 

Soooo what exactly is so "German" about your wives? And what's wrong with it? :-D

 

Larry! Another black hole theorist! Bubba, next time you do the BRP when you get to Fancy Gap, VA gimme a call and I'll buy y'all a samich at the Gap Deli.

 

We realized that in my house we have a friendly house ghost that likes to play games such as hide a part or hide a tool. We call him John. For the most part john is cool and he hides the parts where I can find them after a while, sometimes he can be a real ******* and I never find them. I also noticed John's favorite time to play is after I had a few beers.

 

Dan! My wife grew up outside Munich in a little berg called Dachau. She still has a lot of family there. First off....... There's nothing wrong with being German. I just love giving her crap about it. Somehow they've gotten the reputation of being uniquely stern, demanding, scary as heck! Kinda like.......well.......my wife ;0)

 

His twin Brother is named Sabastian.
He lives at my house in Marble.

 

Guys:
My garage ghost also likes to come out after a few beers or some Tim Smith Moonshine. I am starting to think he may have a small drinking problem, but I cannot seem to find him and confront him with it, but it is better to blame him than Captain Obvious.
Thanks Ron

 

Could have been worse. You could have lost the rear 1/4 panel peak molding

 

You for sure are in trouble if you do on a 68 convert.

 

Man, this thread explains a lot..... I thought I had the only gremlin around. That little bastaad can ****** a nut or a bolt right out from under my nose. Took an entire DeWalt 18v cordless drill last year. Of course, I found it this year, damn he hid it well ..........
I'm afraid I can't post his full name, but it starts with Mother ..........

 

^^^^Ha ha ha! That's some funny **** right there!
And Ohh so true! Thanks for the afternoon giggle Randy.

 

I would question your 'beautiful German bride' about the wherabouts of the moulding...the Germans have an interesting sense of humor

 

So it's more likely supernatural or a little issue with the SHINE....... Got it.im calling Ghost Hunters and the Betty Ford Clinc

 

Pogo69 I've had suspicions but I'm scared of her

 

LoL

 

I'm afraid I can't post his full name, but it starts with Mother .......... [/QUOTE]

Holy crap ,Randy I just peed my pants.

 

Where did he hide it? As far as I can tell there are no phantoms in my house, only people, who tend to be more insidious.

When I have tools missing I look in the most unlikely places because my other half has been guilty of putting things like screwdrivers in the house, in the bathroom, UNDER THE SINK! I once found a ratchet under there...no sockets, just a Craftsman 3/8" drive ratchet! I can only assume that it was used as a hammer...

It begs the question what does one do with a screwdriver or a ratchet in the bathroom, but on the other hand maybe it is best left un-asked because any answer would probably be disturbing. And people laugh when I lock my tool chest when I am not home....

 

The problem I'm having at dam near 48 yrs old is... I need my wife to hold onto my nuts when I start to take my bolt out, I have tried to hang onto my nuts till I get my bolt in but my nuts continue to hit the floor, Good thing the wife helps me out cuz its getting harder to bend over to pick them up off the floor. I should go back to working on models!!!

 

Make sure she don't step on them once they hit the floor.

 

 

Shouldn't leave your junk lying around on the floor....

 

That's an easy one. I've discovered over the years that if I blame somebody for stealing/hiding it, it magically shows up. Now you should test this theory by blaming your german wife. I find this actually works so well, the first thing I do when I'm looking for something is blame somebody, even before I start looking for it.

 

I love this.....so true

 

Bahhahah.... Chrisuneu you shouldn't have worked on your junk in the bathroom, erect a man cave and always use a dollie before you open your drawers to get your tool out!! https://classicoldsmobile.com/forums...s/rolleyes.gif

 

I once tried to put my bolt in a model and my wife handed me my nuts.

 

Lmao... That would have been a scream!!!

 

No kidding I would be going nuts trying to find some at Pep Boys and my wife online searching for NOS nuts

 

:-D no worries, I'm only interested in stereotypes^^
So then your wife is actually Bavarian, you can consider yourself lucky ;-)
And I always thought the attributes you listed are applicable to every woman no matter what country she's coming from

You guys are too funny

 

Yep I know his cousin and I can't post his full name also but starts with Stupid Mother ...... This guy has stolen my 442 hat because it is no where to be found. My wife and I both searched the whole house looking for it. Last seen on my head yesterday and I never left the house except when I grilled our dinner.

 

Ok guys, thanks for all the advise. Here where we're at. I've got an appointment for my moonshine issue, boss found out and I lost my job, the Ghost Hunters won't come now that I'm unemployed and can't pay the fee. I blamed my wife for losing the trim, she caught me coming out of the shower and stomped my nut I was dragging across the bathroom floor and slammed my bolt tween the toilet and the lid. I met Randy's ghost, Mother......... Apparently if you say Mother................'s name three times you conjure the little sucker up. Now I have two of at the house and feel like a Stupid Mother.............. I see my urologist next week after the swelling goes down and have gone through about $200 worth of ice. Again, thanks guys