There is a strange and worrisome phenomenon that occurs in my home. I think it may involve black magic. I speak of the dark art of witches, warlocks, and voodoo practitioners…not the teeny bopper song by Little Mix. It involves sleight of hand, chicanery, illusion, and the Vulcan mind-meld all rolled into one. Here is a common scenario: Continue reading “It Must Have Been Behind The Pickles”