Color Survey Results « xkcd. Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity. —Herman Melville, Billy Budd Orange, red? I don’t know what to believe anymore! —Anonymous, Color Survey I WILL EAT YOUR HEART WITH A FUCKING SPOON IF YOU AKS ANY MORE QUESTIONS ABOUT COLORS —Anonymous, Color Survey Thank you so much for all the help on the color survey. First, a few basic discoveries: If you ask people to name colors long enough, they go totally crazy.
Overall, the results were really cool and a lot of fun to analyze. Sex By a strange coincidence, the same night I first made the color survey public, the webcomic Doghouse Diaries put up this comic (which I altered slightly to fit in this blog, click for original): So I was feeling pretty good about equality. Here are the color names most disproportionately popular among women: RGB Values Map. Why I Believe Printers Were Sent From Hell To Make Us Miserable. Yankee Pot Roast. Cake Wrecks. Fatherhood, toddlerhood, humor, parenting | Salon Life. My son pooped on me this morning. The pooping occurred at approximately 6 a.m. after the 2-year-old leaped into bed and suggested that he’d be most grateful if I got up, escorted him downstairs and turned on his favorite program, a quasi-educational cartoon about a bilingual girl and her pet monkey.
What he actually said was this: “Daddy, up! Dora show! Dora show now!” On most days, “Dora the Explorer” is good for a solid half-hour of pre-breakfast calm. But not today. Woefully misunderstanding the situation, I kissed him on the head and loosened his diaper. And then he pooped on my foot. This may or may not have been an accident. I have two things to say about this. All of which is well and good — there’s no point getting overly worked up or grossed out over something so ubiquitous to family life that we parents simply call it “number two.” The second thing I have to say is harder to reckon with. Because you never know. But heaven forbid you ever speak this basic truth among parents.