And by that title, I don't mean he has fluffy Kelso-hair. Oh no. This is big, blond, "Suddenly-I'm-Farah-Fawcett-from-TV"-lin
Oh, it's so beautiful outside. I don't know if it's just a cold front or if autumn is actually here, but it's in the low 80s, and it's wonderful.
Kevin's lamp provides unending distraction. It's this lamp, but with blue glass and red light, which gives off a wonderfully eerie red/blue/purple glow. He got it when he was in Houston (as they were about $30 in a store there as opposed to $75 on thinkgeek.com) and then left it in my car because we are all scatterbrained and no one remembered. Dorks, the lot of us. So yeah. He opened it and plugged it in while he was here, and we both spent ridiculous amounts of time staring at the shiny thing. We should be shot. He left it here since he didn't have enough room for it, and I am holding it hostage until he comes and gets it again. (okay, thinly veiled excuse to get him to visit. I'll probably ship it to him sometime soon when I have some cash)