I can’t find my ring. 

For Christmas, my friend gave me this very pretty brass-colored ring that looks like a feather. I wore it nonstop for a while, and then I was driving in my car, parked somewhere, and said to my passenger, “I am putting this ring in the coin holder and I’m saying it out loud so that I won’t forget it!”

While looking for a penny last week, I found my ring.

I wore it for a day, but when I took it off I didn’t tell anyone where I was putting it, so I don’t know where it is.



I can’t find my remote. 

My remote has been missing since before I started this blog. I didn’t  really think about it until I reached around the back of the TV to turn up the volume and the TV stand just snapped right off. As I propped the screen up against the wall, I thought to myself, “wouldn’t it be nice if that hadn’t happened because I had turned the volume up on the remote instead?” Then I drew a picture.

Side note: try drawing a picture of your TV remote from memory and see how quickly it becomes filled with an amalgamation of every button on every remote you’ve ever owned.

I can’t find my sunglasses. 

Okay, I’ll be honest, I have found these sunglasses, but I lost this drawing of the sunglasses before I could take a photo. I found the sunglasses before I found this drawing, and so there’s a painting of these sunglasses drying as we speak.

I did not make a drawing of this drawing so that I could then paint a painting of that drawing of this drawing, this is not that kind of blog, Charlie Kaufman.

I can’t find my phone charger. 

I lost my phone charger, although that might be somewhat disingenuous. I left it somewhere over the weekend, and I have confirmed its location, it’s just that that location happens to be in a different city.

It has a Kindle block and an iPhone lightning cord. I was sure that I knew what a USB symbol looked like until I tried to draw it.