I came home from work, then the Man's Mall, then Woodman's - wanting to listen to an episode of To The Best Of Our Knowledge while I cleaned downstairs before eating supper. In order to do this I needed my USB flash drive - download mp3, save to flash drive, carry down to TV, listen to program through TV. I couldn't find the flash drive. I looked 'til I got hungry.
My mind worked on this problem with limited background resources while I cooked, cleaned, ate, looked for the flash drive, did some computer work, gave the cat some catnip, and did some laundry. Slowly, tiny little anchors attached to a wisp of an idea pulled me towards my most recent recollection of being in the presence of the flash drive.
I think I used it for geocaching data. Why would I do that? Check geo-vest, camera bag, jean jacket. I think I brought it to Dave's. Was it still there? When was that? The day we went to Manitowoc. I rode the motorcycle there. I had it in the backpack!