Just Shelley Weblogging

I feel orange

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

I just had a comment from Dave (“Not Winer or Whiner” Dave, an anonymous and very lovable and supportive reader who I would link to if he ONLY LEFT HIS WEB ADDRESS) about sticking your hand into water and feeling ‘green’. First — cool comment.

Second: feeling colors. Tasting colors.

I think that purple would “feel” like velvet, and taste rich. None of this “It would taste like grapes, Bird”. We need to stretch out little horizons today, let our little imagines out to play, screw with people’s minds who accidentally wonder into this weblog without any prior warning.

Purple would feel like velvet and taste rich. “I feel like purple today” means I’m feeling seductive today.

Black would feel cold, cold, cold and taste like steel. “I feel like black today” means I’m feeling cold, emotionless, depressed, elegant, or controlled.

Green would feel soft, and taste fresh. “I feel like green today” means I’m feeling soft, new, and open.

Red would feel hot, and taste spicy (well, my imagine didn’t wander far for that one, did it?) “I feel like red today” means…well, it means something I can’t say even on my weblog.

Yellow would feel gooey (a nice gooey) and taste tangy. “I feel yellow today” means I’m springy, light, effervescent, maybe even a little silly.

Blue would feel strong, and taste refreshing. “I feel blue” means I’m calm, intellectual, good humored.

White would feel like diamonds and taste like crystals. “I feel white today” means everything’s crystal clear, ringing true, and the battle is about to begin. “I am BurningBird, white knight!”

Tan or brown would feel like suede and taste like chocolate (only real food item I’m allowing — after all chocalate is chocolate). “I feel chocolate today” means sometimes I feel like a nut, and sometimes I don’t.

Rose would feel delicate, and taste ephemeral. “I feel rose today” means I’m loving, gentle, nuturing, even a tad clingy, but in a nice way. (And everyone’s saying, “I bet it’ll be a cold day in hell before Bird feels rose.”)


Orange would feel rough, and taste bitter-sweet. “I feel orange today” means I’m edgy, quick tempered, a little manic, and in your face. With charm, though.


HTMLized photos

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. A variation of this tool still lives online.

A treat for you all — HTMLized versions of some of my photos. I found the conversion utility through a link at a new and interesting weblog — G’Day Cobbers. I found the weblog through the Aussie weblog ring. Question though: What is it with Australians and drinking? And when are they going to move their country out of the Atlantic?

What can you do with the HTMLized photos? Probably not a thing, but it’s a fun time killer anyway. And it will give you a break from Googlewhacking.

Anyhoo, photo show:

Sand – the utility lets you pick background color, letters to use, size of letters and picture
Ice Rink
Car Interior
Bridge – as you can see, brighter, more contrasting colors work best
Rocks – if you’re not from San Fran and are curious about the piled rocks, holler and I’ll give you a pictorial essay of the rock sculptures and San Fran Rock Artists.

Just for fun.

Update I forgot — these suckers violate every rule of CSS and HTML and will fail every validation tool known to man. Even those known to woman. So, save your time and just accept them as pretty and fun.


He Said She Said

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.


Comment after comment of He said, She said. Enough!

I had thought I was a better writer than I must be. I had thought I had used language that was firm, but not vicious. I had even thought I demonstrated a little eloquence. However, after comment after comment of He said, She said, I realize now that my writing must be so obscure, obtuse, and inconsequential that whatever existed of the original message is so far buried it can never be revived. So let it die in peace.

All of you who attached a comment to yesterday’s weblog posting that think you’re right, you’re right! All those in the list that think someone else is wrong, you’re right! You’re all right.