I fully intended on doing this, but…
There was a really cool old episode of Stargate SG-1 on Sci-Fi Channel that I really didn't want to miss, so, I left the TV on.
Then I got a hankerin' for some popcorn and since we already had the TV on, I went ahead and cranked up the 1200W microwave for a couple of bags of kettle corn for us to eat during the show.
Then the dogs started scratching to get outside, so we turned on the back porch light, as well as the big spot light on the rear corner of the house because there's sometimes an armadillo in the yard and that big honkin' spot light scares the snot out of armadillos.
Of course, since I was up, I decided to follow the dog's lead and take a bathroom detour myself, so I had to turn on the bathroom lights to see my way. (Plus Lovely Wife hates it when I get overconfident on my aim and try to use the restroom in the dark.)
But other than the TV, the microwave, the porch light, the spot light, the bathroom lights and one toilet flush, we TOTALLY rocked the Earth Hour 2008.
Far out, Dude!
My intent was to not use any electricity, but in modern liberal American logic, intention is just as good as the act itself. (Conf. John Kerry's "I actually did vote for the $87 billion before I voted against it" and Hillary Clinton's lame after-the-fact back tracking by saying that she "wouldn't have voted that way" if she knew everything she knows now (about approving the Iraq War), or also see almost any other statement ever made by a liberal compared to what they actually did. OK, one more, how about Al Gore flying in a hideous, carbon-spewing private jet to pick up his Nobel Prize for saving the environment and his personal home's use of five times the average electicity use of people in his area of Tennessee. See what I mean?)
So my good intentions in participating in Earth Hour 2008 count just as much as if we didn't have on the TV, the microwave, the porch light, the spot light, the bathroom lights and one toilet flush.
I feel so good about myself and my due diligence for the environment, don't you?