He keeps a shoebox next to his bed for newspaper clippings and pictures from magazines that he finds interesting. He writes on small pieces of paper in the middle of the night when he has an idea he will forget before morning. When he wakes up and looks through the box, he often doesn't remember writing what he reads and usually can't read his handwriting. The notes that he can decipher are gibberish. He spends the day trying to make sense of the messages he's left for himself. Elephants hate science. He ponders without conclusion and goes to bed again.