The oracle of Omaha

When I got to Mom and Dad's house yesterday, Dad agreed to go with me on my daily trip to Modella.  We watered plants.  It was pretty thrilling...  But after that, Dad kind of wanted to head to the new location of the Nebraska Furniture Mart.  I had already maxed out my interest level in furniture stores for the week but Dad was curious.  And it was pretty interesting.  The store was out where Plano meets The Colony- a pretty good stretch North, and almost next door to the Ikea Cas and I visited not too long before.

Dad's utter refusal to take a toll road led us to approach the place from the back, which was clearly the shipping end of this shopping complex.  It was hard to imagine that there is this much need for dining tables and sofas in the whole world.  Certainly, the people of North Texas will someday find themselves with fully furnished homes, and no longer in need of this store.  It's 560,000 square feet of retail space, and that does not take into account the warehouse and shipping space, nor does it bring in any of the extensive parking garage space.  That place was nuts.  I remember going to malls when I was a kid that were smaller.

It was mostly sheer morbid curiosity that led me and Dad walk all the way through the place. 

Here was our reward;: 

Pretty glorious chair, if you ask me.

It turns out that the Nebraska Furniture Mart is a very old business that is owned, in some part, by Berkshire Hathaway financial genius Warren Buffett. I didn't contribute to the wealth of the Oracle of Omaha yesterday. Cest la vie. 

I'm in the gymnasium at WT White high school right now, about to participate in some kind of training exercise. It's pretty far out of my wheelhouse- there are basketballs. I'll try to contain my enthusiasm...