“Hey! Turn that off!”
“Excuse me?”
“I said, turn that OFF!”
“But it is GOOD.”
“Who says?”
“I did. Just now.”
“Who are you?”
“Me? Well, I AM…”
“Never mind. Just turn it off.”
“But I declared it GOOD.”
“Look. You can’t just move in here and start . . . illuminating everything. You need to show some consideration for your neighbors.”
“. . .”
“I get it. I do. You have this new fangled toy, and you want to play with it. I’m the same way. Just last week. . . Well, that doesn’t matter. I just annoyed the gal two houses down. Not a good situation.”
“So even though this is GOOD, I should turn it off?”
“Well, you don’t have to get rid of it. Use it during normal hours. Maybe turn it on for a bit, and then off. And give us some heads up. You could turn it on slowly. That way we all know it’s coming.”
“I guess I could do that.”
“We could even name the periods you have it on, and when you have it off.”
“Names?”
“Sure. Come up with something.”
“How about ‘The Shining Brilliance of Daystar’?”
“That’s a mouthful. Let’s just call it ‘day.’ Much easier to remember.”
“Day?”
“Sure. Now what about when it’s off?”
“Uh… ‘Nigh the… day?’”
“You are a wordy bugger, aren’t you. ‘Night.’ Same idea, but only one syllable. One syllable is good.”
“So ‘day’ and ‘night’?”
“Sounds good. Now. It’s night. And I’m trying to sleep. So. Turn. It. OFF!”
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