Where socks go: I was loading my laundry into the washing machine, with the basket on the dryer. I accidentally knocked a few odd socks off behind the washer/dryer, and there’s no way to get to them without a grabber device (which I don’t have) or moving one of the machines (which isn’t worth the trouble, and anyway, they’re hooked up to the wall via pipes or tubing somehow which I don’t want to disturb). Therefore, I am leaving said socks behind there. One day someone will get them out, but in the meantime, I know exactly where they’ve gone, and it’s not to another dimension. Unless there’s a portal to another dimension behind the washer/dryer, which I concede is possible.

Embryonic stem-cell research: To not pursue it would be throwing out the baby with the bath-water.