Last night at the office, my wife calls me in a panic:  our daughter's bunny (Whiskers) jumped out of her hands, and was playing "you can't get me" by dodging in and out from beneath a car in the driveway.  They were still there trying to wait it out when I got home, and the sun was setting soon.  I worked like a fiend trying to outsmart that bunny for 20 minutes, doing everything possible to out smart it.  I had the 3 of us with brooms, down on our bellies trying to spook it out without killing it, but it just hopped over all of our attempts.  We tried to set up a honeypot to lure it in (a pile of lettuce and carrots), and no luck.  I tried to feign kindness, Come here Whiskers, thatta girl!" and of course, no luck.  We tried several other tactics.  The ladies were laughing at me as I turned the whole thing into a kind of military exercise:  "get to the bunnies flank", "raise the brooms", "close in on the left".  The bunny effortlessly evaded us each time, and it seemed to be tireless.  

What finally worked was we let it alone and take a break.  It moved away from the car, and started to clean its genitals.  That's when I swooped down like a vulture and snatched it.

Some problems require you to try several, several, several different approaches, and then step away from the problem.  Its a part of the learning process.  A lot of students go through the same pattern in class, banging away at a problem, enlisting the help of the instructor to shine a light on it from a different perspective, and then finally grappling and succeeding.  

"Happy Wabbit hunting"

-Elmer J. Fudd, MCSE