If you’re ever in Albuquerque and can somehow swing it, I suggest you stay at Jeremy’s House. Seriously, it is amazing. 80% solar powered, with beautiful vistas of the city (especially at night), Jeremy’s Mom will even heat up leftovers for you and suggest you take biscotti for the road! I was a little worried when his dad asked “So, how do you know Jeremy?” and I had to reply “I’m… his friend?” while trying to ignore all the times I have made fun of him in Cabinet minutes, called him JerBear, or made small, jabbing remarks about his constant, constant geology field trips to non-geological places like Paris. But then we started talking about Jeremy’s various schemes and we felt right at home.
Also, Jeremy basically has an ornithological zoo in his back yard:
There were lots of other, dramatic birds as well, but I like quail. Also, adorable rabbits:
Despite these, and other attractions, I would say the best feature of the Jeremy Caves House is definitely the one thing Steven would not let me photograph: Jeremy’s Little Mermaid sheets. We slept in Jeremy’s room (which is kind of odd, but I have invited him to visit Florida to sleep in my room at any time when I am not there so it’s fair) which has two single beds that are lamentably no longer bunked. Or maybe that’s for the best since it would have involved Steven and I getting into an unbecoming shouting match over who got the top bunk. The bed I was in had the expected train-themed sheets but Steven lucked out with the amazingness of Little Mermaid. I can only hope that, when at home, Jeremy sleeps happily in the company of Ariel, Flounder, and Sebastian while dreaming his environmentally conscious dreams.
HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS QUAILS ACTUALLY EXIST