Celebrate Good Times, Come On!
do do do doot doot do do do, Woo Hoo!
In London most flats come with at least some furniture, and many come fully furnished. Along with furniture come decorations. Pictures, paintings, plants, marble busts etc. Well our flat has a rather unique self illuminating piece or art that hangs on the wall next to the fireplace. It’s one of those things that would have been really cool in college, but is slightly strange when you’re 26.
One night a few weeks ago we decided that we would use it as the celebration light. A decree went out to all in the land:
WHEREAS, there are often things to be celebrated; and
WHEREAS, a proper celebration ritual is required.
NOW, THEREFORE BE IT RESOLVED that the orange light thingy next to the fireplace be henceforth know as the light of celebration.
BE IT FURTHUR RESOLVED that it shall be illuminated whenever there is cause for celebration.
Why am I telling you this? Well guess what, today the celebration light is on! Why is that you ask? Because after three job offers, my beautiful and intelligent wife has finally accepted one! That’s right she is now officially employed!!!! Yea!!! (nine exclamation points incase you’re keeping score, ten if you count the title)
The thing really lights up the room. You can see an orange glow emanating from our flat from down the street. It reminds me of the leg lamp with skirt lampshade from A Christmas Story that Raphie’s dad wins in the contest. You know the “soft glow of electric sex gleaming in the window.”
Yea!! Congratulations my dear, this light’s for you.

More pictures of the Celebration Light.
