Losing some things can be a minor inconvenience. The temporary disappearance of my watch, for instance, was a little thing, and one I could easily work around.

My glasses, however, are another matter altogether. I have been without them since last Wednesday, I don't have a clue as to where they are, and it is a royal pain in my ass. I have the case, but not the actual glasses. It's like they disappeared into thin air. Based on the timing, I don't think I can pin this one on the crazy nephews. They're just gone.

And I have left no stone unturned in my search. I looked in the oven, for christ's sake. My grandfather used to store his wallet in the refrigerator, but I didn't think I had absent-mindedly taken to storing personal items in large kitchen appliances. I haven't.

So as you might be able to tell, this whole situation has made me somewhat cranky, which has in turn limited my interest in shtick.

In the meantime, enjoy this. I know I did.