Hate This Color!

Annie is convinced that I'm color blind.  However, I truly think that her conclusion comes from my confusion with one color (and all shades close to it): PANTONE(R) 18-3943 Blue Iris.

Is it blue or is it purple?

Not only is this color the single most confusing color in the history of mankind, but Pantone went and made it the color of the year for 2008.  So, I've been haunted by this color for 3 years.  Shirts and jackets and purses (f-u Michael Kors for making a full line of it) have all popped up sporting this evil color.  I'll usually call it purple, and Annie will look at me and say how clearly blue it is, clarifying how much I suck at colors.

I remember hearing way back in high school Psychology that guys already have a 20% probability of having blue-purple differentiation problems.  Why make it worse, Pantone?  Why?!?

Maybe Annie's the one that sucks at colors,
~RoB

Too School for Cool

Instead of concentrating on DIWMGf, we spent most of the time arguing rather the beanie she was wearing was orange or red.  I say orange, and I might have mentioned that she looked like a male Dutch soccer fan.  She said that I am just color confused, and spent some time looking around the room for orange-colored things to compare to: Chicago Bears stuff is usually everywhere, but we couldn't see any.  Is she hiding my Chicago Bears stuff?  That bitch!

Anyway, we then got into a deep conversation about what it will be like in Albany if we can't find any cool people to hang out with.  Their Michigan Alumni Club looks like it sucks, and it's not the coolest area, but there has to be some sort of young scene, right?  There's some colleges nearby.  It's a state capital of a flaming, blue state!?!

The conversation helped us discover that deep down, we think we are way cool.  Probably cooler than we actually are.  We also, apparently, have high standards for the quality of friends that we make.  Good luck, upstate New York.

I never knew I'd become so snobby,
~RoB