ROY G BIV

I don't know what color indigo is. I kinda thought it was purple but violet takes in that shade. Maybe pink. I could look it up. Naugh.

But Roy G Biv has helped me through the years when I need to know prismatic colors. Let's see: that's never. Kinda like naming the countries in the Fertile Crescent. Mnemonic devices are cool, but isn't that all there really is about knowing them? When do we need them outside of a trivia challenge. And when we do, do we have to rely on memory? I mean if this isn't the Information Age, I don't know when it was and how I missed it.

So, if you need info, then avail yourself to it. Electronically. Or the old fashioned way. Research.

Gray, red, blue, purple--that's what I found when I looked up indigo. I know, I was a little late, a little out of order, a little incongruent, but hey, so is indigo. It apparently can't make up its mind what color it is.

Instead of Roy G Biv, I'd just remember I. It's the universal color. See what you get when you research? It's like asking the grade school teacher how to spell a word and her telling you to look it up in the dictionary. Ok, but how do I spell it to look it up?

All these thoughts caused by a picture I couldn't undestand either.