Blog as mood ring

On May 15 2006 · 2 Comments · In Diary
Update: hey, tiger! If you came to this page through a link somewhere, you’ll find the blog now sits at plain old spikydog.com – soz for the confusion.

I had a girlfriend (I know, I can hardly believe it myself) in school who had a mood ring. If it was blue that meant one thing, if it was purple, that meant another thing. If it was bluey-purple, that meant something else. Blue and purple seemed to be the main colour options. What colour meant what is, as you see, beyond me. I devised a simple way to decode what the mood ring said anything between and including blue and purple meant daft bint who is into palm reading. You can’t take a mood ring too seriously if the shop it came from has Ozric Tentacles playing, bongs the size of watermelons, and a person behind the till who smells of patchouli.

This blog is my mood ring. Flippant, irrelevant bollocks such as this indicates that I am in a playful, generally jolly mood. The cat hasn’t been pestering me too much, I’m in danger of achieving some things today, and shuffle is bringing round some quality tunes. If I write about Iraq or politics it invariably means I’ve been overrun with a cold, dark dread that the world is going to hell around us. By this rationale, Daily Mail journalists are all really depressed the whole time.


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  • http://all23bunnies.com Adrianne

    I had a mood ring once. It was always black. I thought it defective until a friend of mine put it on and it immediately turned blue. A sure harbinger for poor circulation.   

  • http://www.spikydog.com/ Nathan

    I share your pain. In school I had to wear shorts until I was 13. I had mood legs that went purple from September to May every year. I used to have to perform CPR on my legs after reaching class. You could leave handprints.