Today, I created a reading area in the bedroom of my new apartment. I obtained a bed and turned my futon into a full-time couch. I placed my dresser between the two pieces, but in order for it to be a reading area, I needed a lamp. Where, though, might I find a lamp that was both affordable and awesome?
The answer was simple: Ikea.
Though I had never been there, I decided to go to the Brooklyn store. I wouldn’t have to wait until the weekend for the free shuttle to Elizabeth, NJ or make the trek up to Paramus. I took the subway down into Red Hook this afternoon.
"Ikea?" said a man on the street when I asked him for directions. "That's probably two or three miles away."
Two or three miles? This was bad news, for my poor sense of planning had not only put me in the middle of a seedy part of Brooklyn that required me to walk under the BQE and past several deserted garages, but it also placed me in the middle of a snow storm.
The good news, however, was that it wasn't two or three miles. It was probably only half a mile, and when I had the store's magnificent blues and yellows in my line of vision I felt like Sir Galahad in Monty Python and the Holy Grail when he thinks he sees the Grail over Castle Anthrax. While Galahad was greeted by Carol Cleveland and a castle full of randy women, I was greeted by an Orgel lamp for only $9.99. Still, though, it emits a soft but efficient glow.
And, it is awesome.