DAY 275: Drain

Another Friday down the drain. I don’t mean that in a negative or unproductive sense, just that my Friday has slowly washed away as Fridays tend to do, albeit at the pace of a giant block of ice sitting in the shade on a scalding hot day. To set the metaphoric scene, the temp melts the ice, not the sun beams.

DAY 274: Nope

Whether its “no shave” or “movember,” I’ve participated in this culturally coined “bearding” during the month of November since uncontrollable facial hair started sprouting from my previously pristine skin. Realistically, why wouldn’t you want to contribute to a great cause, while also testing the reaches of your beard-growing ability.

DAY 267: Impossible Colors

The human eye's red-to-green and blue-to-yellow values of each one-wavelength visible color

Normalized spectral sensitivity curves of the three kinds of cone cells, which define the space of human color sensation

Impossible colors or forbidden colors are supposed colors that cannot be perceived in normal seeing of light that is a combination of various intensities of the various frequencies of visible light, but are reported to be seen in special circumstances.

Ya, sometimes perception is everything.