The giveaway is for any one product on CSN Lighting with a retail value of $100 or less. Special thanks to Joni at Cote De Texas for hosting this giveaway in honor of her 2nd blog anniversary. The great thing about this giveaway is that it is so open ended; I mean....choose...anything!
If I could choose, I would go for the Lite Source Counterbalance one light Desk lamp in Stainless Steel. I really like the polished steel finish and the overall reach of this light. But don't get me wrong though, my Copeland Light is still bad ass.To enter this giveaway, go to Cote De Texas and comment on the post....go on.
The weather here has been crap, but I've been trying to take advantage of all the breaks that I can.I hopefully will be hitting up the beach, playing some golf, and doing some general 4th of July type activities (BBQ, outdoor drinking etc.)
Listening to:
Ludacris-Growing Pains (I can't believe it either, but its a good song, ok?)
Third Eye Blind-Graduate
Kaiser Chiefs-Ruby
As a take away, here is a gem that I found on the popular website "Look at this Fuc**** Hipster."
Who is this guy? Someone needs to tell Alyssa Milano that she is in serious danger!
disturbing...
I've been reading a lot of Kerouac and what I need to do is travel...get out and just go for a while. As I read On The Road, it's impossible not to admire his youth and his approach to what he called the inevitability of "Nightmare world." Yet, he maintains the dream of the open road and no direction, no burdens, no commitment, no prison. These are my favorite Kerouac quotes so far:
"What's your road, man?--holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It's an anywhere road for anybody anyhow."
'Isn't it true that you start your life a sweet child, believing in everything under your father's roof? Then comes the day of the Laodiceans, when you know you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked, and with the visage of a gruesome, grieving ghost you go shuddering through nightmare life.'
'And nobody, nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old.'
'I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was — I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds.'
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