So my brother Wilson calls me up last night, see? Asks me if his wallet was here. I say no, but that maybe he dropped it in the Honda CRV (w/c he borrowed). I ask him to call back in 5 minutes.
I go downstairs to the garage and start searching inside the CRV. Lo and behold, the first thing I find was my wallet, and I didn't even know it was missing. Then I found my sunglasses (w/c I suspected was left in here when I couldn't find it in the office) and tripod (left it in the car).
Eventually I even find Wilson's wallet. He didn't call back, though.
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