I saw the light
Tuesday I trash-picked a goose-necked floor lamp. It was next to some dumpsters I pass on my way to work, and it was still there on my way home. I stopped and looked it over, and it looked pretty good. I took it apart so I could put the base in a pannier and bungy the tubes and head to the rack. I didn't try it out until tonight, but there was nothing wrong with it. (Well, the bulb was dead, but that could have been from the bike ride home.) I guess someone just got tired of it.
This is the 4th trash-picked lamp I've brought home on a bike. 2 were halogen torchieres (one needed a new switch, $10 at Home Despot, and the other had no problems), and the 3rd was a table lamp with a spherical base. It didn't fit anywhere in our house, so we took it apart and the steel-blue sphere became a piece of yard art.