I usually skadoo into a book

Between the couch cushions, under the bed, in the dirty laundry pile, you know the normal places you look for stuff.

The refrigerator. If you can’t find it there, at least you’ll have something to eat.

I cheat and watch blues clues. They always end up giving me the answer in the end.

in the clue drawer, duh.

I find clues everywhere I look.
They’re never clues relevant to the problem at hand, but they are clues to something, and someday I’ll get a clue as to what that something is.