Random Acts of Shifeness - Missing Glove

  • I got to play the always fun game of "The Case of the Missing Coat" a few weeks ago with Kyle. It was so much fun that we are going ahead with the sequel, "The Case of the Missing Glove." This one feels more like a documentary as we are still trying to solve the mystery. The current suspect goes by the name of "I Don't Know" so if you have any whereabouts on this person, please send in your tips to 1-888-ISIT-5YET or www.HelpMeBabyJesus.com. 

  • Looking for something fun to do this holiday season. Well then come on down to Casa de Shifley. We've got all kinds of fun activities: 
--> Siblings in underwear wrestling

--> Dumpster diving

--> Middle-aged men napping

--> A new favorite: Have you seen my bobcat? 

--> Guess how many cotton balls the middle-aged napping man has in his mouth? 

  • Hope all is well in your corner of the world. Have a great weekend, thank you for stopping by and I will talk to you soon.

I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream. 


  1. The missing glove is where the twins
    stashed all their binkies... :-)

  2. The Case of the Missing Sock is my favorite game.

    I saw a bobcat last year while out walking. We had a staredown before he decided he was done & walked away.

  3. There must have been too much decorating to make all that napping necessary!

  4. You could almost charge admission for that. We're working on the case of the missing shoes right now.

  5. Oh, hey! I play middle aged man napping all the time except I call it old lady napping ...

    Having a bobcat around is kind of scary, isn't it?

    Have a good week, Mr. S!

  6. Now that the memory is playing up I can beat everyone for losing things.

    Not too keen on playing in or out of a dumpster so I guess I'm not missing anything.

  7. Sleeping on the sofa with your shoes on?? Wow your wife is tolerant!

  8. Dumpster diving! My 2/3rdsly my age neighbor tossed my junk mail in the recycle, and there was the suspicious sound of the big lock box key hitting the can. We peered over the edge, then did what an old lady and a 2/3rdsly aged friend would do. We dumped it, and found the key.


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