I arbitrarily choose blue

In such a frenetic, feverish world with every imaginable conflicting ideal being pelted at us, is it any wonder we're all confused out of our minds?








Exactly what color am I to go?

And how can one "go" a color? Please, someone, make some sense of this.

Them olden days

Do you find it weird that I used to have the Israeli national anthem memorized?