I, too, had a recent bout of manic filing that kept me up until the wee hours, and can only hope I didn’t bury any socks — or bodies.

I’ve been relying on the spares I gave my family.

I knew the keys had to be in here somewhere. It’s not like you can get out to this mountain without a car. And the key to it.

I have been known to use old (clean) socks for dusting, but not the kind of sock I found.

My guess is I pulled an all-nighter, and was just exhausted and dropped my shows and socks right there in the office. And I shuffled some papers and a sock got in there, went into a box, and petrified.

I take no responsibility for what dumb crap I might do at 5 AM. All-nighters produce an altered mental state. I’m sure I would be able to prove diminished mental capacity in court. So, there’s probably a dead body in a file somewhere, and I whatever I did, I don’t remember it!

🙂

By the way, I lost a set of keys in October, and only found them while doing this massive cleanup…they were in a bookcase!

And I found a couple of limited edition GN’s which I was supposed to have shipped ages ago buried in here. Thank goodness I am cleaning out all this stuff.

I also found long missing contracts, a signed photo release, and a sock.