And I don't know where I am goin' to
I found a nice, light grey shirt today. As with much of my life, this made me notice a new incompetency: it made me realize almost all my clothes are a dark blue-grey, sometimes black. This isn't because I only have dark shirts and shorts; it's just, somehow, everything I wear ends up like that. I had a couple light grey and tan shorts, but they went missing or (in two cases) the buttons snapped off. The lighter shirts I have no idea where they went. Most of my clothes are solid colors, showing the limits of my imagination, but I realize that I do have two striped shirts that seem to obey an exclusivity principle: I can find the green striped shirt, or the red striped shirt, but never both at the same time. I don't know what I'm doing wrong in washing clothes that everything averages out or flees.
My worst fashion mistake ever was years ago, when I had somehow a red pair of sweatpants, and an orange-red sweatshirt. They, now that I think about it, averaged their colors together, and one winter day I actually went out of my dorm room wearing both, so I looked like I was in a spectacularly awful late 70s science fiction movie. Fortunately I caught a reflection of myself in a dorm window, and went back to change. You can imagine how horrid it had to look that I realized how awful I looked. I think that may have been when I -- it'd have to be subconsciously -- started going to blues and blacks.
Trivia: The Gemini capsule computer had up to 99 accessible memory addresses. Source: Computers in Spaceflight: The NASA Experience, James E. Tomayko. NASA contractor report 182505.
Currently Reading: Profiles of the Future (1984), Arthur C Clarke.