How odd!

Saturday_________________________________Sunday
Friday___Thursday___Wednesday___Tuesday___Monday

Seems logical and straightforward to me. Clockwise and repeating ad infinitum, in black and white. Maybe because I grew up with no color TV.

Steve's week is pretty much like mine, only it's lying down rather than standing up!

Nonsense -- the number 7 is dark blue. Everyone knows that. ;) Anyway, to me the rest of the numbers are: 1 is black, 2 is pale blue, 3 is yellow, 4 is red, 5 is brown, 6 is either aqua or powder blue (I have trouble with 6), 8 is yellow-green, 9 is dark brown. 0 has no color -- it's clear.

I think they call this sort of thing synesthesia.

Come to think of it the days do have colors, or rather combinations of colors:

Monday -- white, pale blue, gray -- three vertical stripes in that order from left to right
Tuesday -- dark blue, yellow, dark gray -- I see big lozenges of those colors sort of fitting into each other somehow, this is not very clear
Wednesday -- pale yellow, wheat, ochre -- in mingled brushstrokes kind of like a field of grain
Thursday -- red, dark red, dark blue -- these are in concentric squares
Friday -- red, purple, pink, in wavy lines or blobs
Saturday -- brown, green; a speckled pattern like leaves on water
Sunday -- white, silver, gold; tall leaping patterns like cirrus clouds or spires.

My week doesn't really have a spatial pattern, though. It can be either a standard horizontal or vertical bar.

Colors have taste to me too, occasionally, but this is more closely tied to foods that are actually those colors so I don't think this really counts.

Dr Cranford would diagnose PVS, and suggest that it's inhumane to try to keep you alive.....

Just kiddin'. That's actually extremely interesting. I've read about synesthesia, but I cannot even imagine what the experience could be like.

An example recently expounded upon in an article I read dealt with a synæsthetic who tasted chords; certain intervals were sour, salty, or bitter to her. What they ended up doing was playing a chord while flooding her mouth with a conflicting taste, something which slowed her identification time considerable.

You can kind of experience that sort of synæsthetic confusion yourself by looking at one of those graphics with color names printed in an opposing color: the word red is blue, for example, and the word yellow is green. Try saying the color, instead of the word, and you'll be slow (and often wrong) due to left-brain/right-brain conflict. (Left-brain deals with words and logic, and is usually both faster and stronger, which is one of the reasons that good artists are rare as opposed to, say, journalists.)