Whatever you do, don't touch that button!

Upon returning home at about 10pm last night, I had a weird couple of hours that felt bizarre enough to have been stripped straight from Yellow Submarine (particularly that scene where they're in the hallway opening all the doors and all that random shit keeps running back and forth behind them). I won't go into explicit detail, but I will say this:

If you've ever lost something and spent way too long looking around for it with no luck, apparently the key to getting it to magically reappear is to drink a beer while holding a flashlight and putting a banana on your doorknob.

No shit.

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