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Saturday
22 January 2000

 

3 32 am pst   [ orange ]

I was making my way through a site called Color Therapy, which I found in Catherine's Weblog. I was enamored, because I haven't been to a good web based art site in a long time. Fewer and fewer seem to come out these days.

I went through the gallery section, and then the power section. The site is stunning, but the navigation is not so intuitive.

 

I hit the meditation button, and was flipping through the lovely shades. On my browser, the background color loads, which is solid, and then an image loads. I hit "next color" each time the image came in place. I must have been a bit slow when orange came on the screen, for suddenly there were fields for a "Journal entry for orange". I wondered how such a thing had come about, but I filled it out, for I love orange. I wrote:

Date Sat Jan 22 6:29:27 2000

Orage is sorely underappreciated, or dismissed as its fruity namesake. A stunning contrast to green, orange makes sunsets and fires come alive. An orange scarf or orange socks aid any outfit. Orange is not just citrus. Orange is sweet and tart. Orange is a fresh smell. Orange is health. Orange is warm. Orange is bright. We are orange.

 

Further exploration revealed to me that the mediation fields appear for every color; I simply wasn't given them long enough to load. [I am a bad girl for never reading introductions or instructions.] The site is delicious, and I must pass it on to my old art teacher.

I have several favorite web based art sites (complete list). My absolute favorite is Search Voyeur, which wasn't even intended as art. It is a collection of twelve "randomly selected real-time searches" and each one is a link so you can perform the search yourself.

I also found great humor in The I Can Eat Glass Project, which strives to "compile a list of ways to say the phrase I can eat glass, it doesn't hurt me in various languages." Try the list of languages.

And on an unrelated note, today I found a site where you can confess your sins online (requires a javascript enabled browser).

 

6 47 pm pst   [ questions ]

I say many of the things that pop into my head without even thinking about them. I try not to be unkind, and I certainly hold nothing back when I have a question. I will request a definition when somebody says a word I don't know. In the middle of my conversation with Matthew of a few minuted ago, I asked what the song Jimmy cracked corn and I don't care is all about. Moments later I asked, "In politics, when people refer to the moral majority what are they referring to?"

8 29 pm pst   [ to market ]

I made a jaunt to the store for some strawberries and batteries. Well, that was the plan. I made the mistake of going to market when I was hungry. Everything looked so scrumptious, and I had to have it all.

 

11 09 pm pst   [ lost ]

I was

I was going to write something. I wrote I was and then I completely forgot what I was going to write. No amount of pounding on my head will help. I am stumped -- lost. I am going to go have strawberries and chocolate.

 

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"There are more models in New York City then there are people in Jackson, Wyoming."

- The Learning Channel

 

two years ago today: "...my day of ta-ing is winding down. My teacher, inspired by this diary, has assigned the students to do an online web notebook, in which they will discuss their impressions of the assigned readings. I feel like I owe the class an apology."

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one year ago today: "I had totally failed to realize that I am going to Utah in January.... Adventures are amiss."

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one month ago today: "I thanked the waitress in Mandarin, but could not understand her response."

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