Wordles - I'm Addicted

This post has nothing to do with anything. I see that other, normal bloggers are posting about the Kadima elections in Israel (ok so I'm a little late with that), or the hilarious Palin vs Hillary (notice no one says 'Sarah vs Hillary;' or 'Palin vs Clinton'?) on SNL, or Obama's conference call with 900 Rabbis - you know, important stuff.

Well, not me. I got hooked on Wordles, thank you very much. Actually, thank you very much to Ye'hi Sh'mey Raba Mevorach in her Wordle post. So of course, I had to try it. At 10:30 p.m. It is now 12:50 a.m. I can't stop! They are really cool, though; here are some I made from words from my blog, Tikkun Olam. You gotta try it (in the morning, though-right after breakfast).


Oh, fine. I'll put the SNL video on my blog. Just 'cause I know you wanna watch a movie.

Comments

Daled Amos said…
normal bloggers?
Normalcy is highly overrated.
6:32 AM
Lady-Light said…
daled amos: (whew) I feel so much better now.
11:02 AM
David Staum said…
My grandfather A"H had a saying "As the old lady said when she kissed the cow, it's all a matter of taste!"

I'm not really sure I get the point of the wordles - am I missing something? What's the point of a cloud of words?
12:02 PM
Lady-Light said…
dys: You don't see the point? Really? I think the point is - beauty, art, creative design - all enabled by technology.

Isn't that interesting?

A cloud of words, aside from any message it might convey, can be quite pleasing to the eye of the beholder. And the excitement of anticipating the unknown new random design is...exhilirating (I don't get out much).

Yes, to some it might be like kissing the cow, but not to me. Guess I'm just a frustrated artist at heart.

(now, go away; I need to do another Wordle...)
2:22 PM
Ye'he Sh'mey Raba Mevorach said…
Thanks for the plug - LOL
11:25 AM
Batya said…
just started with facebook, which is all the time-wasting I can and shouldn't add to my day.

Must get started on the next jpix. Send in your links!
9:24 PM
Lady-Light said…
Ye'he: you're welcome.
muse: yes, remind me to 'friend' you on Facebook (the mishugas of it all...)Plaase explain what you mean about 'links for jpix.'
10:04 PM
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