Switches Down

OK, so you have a 3-way switch to control the ceiling light in your hallway. Coming from your family room, you flip the switch to turn it on. At your bedroom door, you flip another switch to turn the hall light off. Simple.

You don’t care whether you flip either of those switches up or down, you just flip it to the opposite setting you found it in.

Depending on who installed those switches, you could find that both switches down results in the hall light being ON or OFF. That guy probably didn’t care which way it would be, just like you don’t care.

 

I care.

 

I have installed a fair number of such 3-way switches over the years, and I always make sure that if both switches are down, the light is OFF. If one switch is up and the other down, then the light is ON. It’s just a thing for me. Is that OCD or just anal?

Autopsy?

The maple tree that so well shields our deck from sun grows a billion leaves every spring. In the fall, the aged and decrepit leaves lose all their greenness as well as their will to live. That's what is normal.

Now and then I see abnormalities, like this guy:

I can't get him out of my mind. Dropping dead at such a tender age. It's barely June.

What kind of trauma did the guy suffer? These guys have birds shitting on them all day long and do just fine, or maybe thrive. 

In the absence of other data, I'm going to say that Facebook is to blame. Other leaves on the same branch heckled, mocked, criticized, derided, and made fun of him until he just couldn't take it anymore.