Exhibit 26.24

I Need to Post Something

Because that last post is depressing me. Here are things happening right this moment that aren't depressing me:


The team of businessmen at this coffee shop loudly plotting a convenience store


The barista's apparent love of bongo-driven percussion


The prospect of newborn convenience stores


Spelling my students' names


The sentence "Do we really need that much Keystone Light?"

Exhibit 17.27

Where I would buy my light bulbs in Houston

Exhibit 6.8

I don't know when I took on my dad's love of having unused lights turned off, but it's undeniable now that this trait has been passed down (I have also acquired very concrete ideas about how tire pressure should be constantly monitored).

I want to say that my father and I have different reasons for wanting the lights off. Rather than the fear of a vaguely higher electric bill, I'm trying to protect the environment by making sure the resources of a 1-bedroom apartment in Lincoln, Nebraska, are most optimally being utilized. I don't want to melt ice caps or take the tops off mountains in order for us to use our large television as a nightlight. When we leave our computers on all night because the dogs like the pretty colors of the screensavers, when we buy more lamps because they look nice, when we turn on all these new lamps because they look even nicer, well, these things make me sad.

I want to say these things, but it's hard to explain this when I'm yelling at you to off the lights when you leave a room.