Monday, October 9, 2017

Finding the lost Needle?

One of my several pairs of Bermuda shorts I brought here to Hawaii (because it is just too hot to wear anything else right now with the lowest temperature so far on Kauai or Maui being 74 degrees with averages from 81 to 89 or even 90 with humidity. For me, this is a little much after the relative dryness (of the air) of most of California even on the coasts relative to Hawaii in the tropics.

So, anyway, I lost a needle while watching TV sewing up by hand a seam in one of my several pairs of Bermuda shorts thinking I might need this pair in an emergency. The next thing I knew I finished stitching and got engrossed in the TV show and sort of realized with some horror I didn't know where the needle was anymore. (That was 2 days ago now). Just now Monday at 8:36 on Maui after just driving back from Hana I reached into my Bermuda shorts I had been wearing and thought I had been bit by a "Walking stick" which is the only kind of insect I thought it might be.

But, with laughter my wife discovered what it really was: "It was the needle I lost at least 2 days ago in Kauai at the last place we stayed which means "It stayed inside a pair of Bermuda shorts got into a plane with me, walked through the airport, got a bus to pick up a rental car, drove to where we are staying, went to Hana and back and here we are. Or it could have been thrown in the wash and I just picked it up this morning and put it on clean this morning and then it went to Hana with me. Because this pair looks exactly like two other khaki pairs of Bermuda shorts I have.

Anyway, I thought you would laugh or be intrigued by something this strange and funny happening. I couldn't find the needle then and decided it would either show up or it wouldn't some day somehow. Because at home I have a huge magnet that could find it no matter where it was but here I don't.The magnet I have weighs about 10 pounds and was a gift from a friends parent who worked where they made commercial ones for large businesses likely around 1958 when I was 10 or so in southern California.

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