Tweeker moment. I couldn't let it go. My original hunt included taking the trash in one bag, searching it, and putting it in another clean one. Didn't work. I put the gone-thru-trash outside.
Couldn't let it go. Kept looking at the bag. My ginger senses were going crazy. I finally opened the bag and searched the bottom for about five seconds and found the hash!
Right. I know there is no hair. I am only pretty certain there is no incense ash. It smells fine. I'm betting the piece of hash fell out of the coffee filter when I was transferring the trash to a clean bag. Since the coffee filter was on top of the trash it fell to the bottom of the clean bag.
Let's turn that frown upside-down, people!