I found shoehorns in my shoes today. Does that count?
They are made from cedar, and smell quite nice.
Were the shoehorns in the shoes when you went to bed?
Then they don't count.
If St. Nikolas brought them overnight ...
Sometimes people see what they *want* to see.
Blast, now I'll have to change my avatar to show a different angle, before some clown begins to understand the true meaning of nothing . . .
I chose my avatar because I have always favored John Steed of the Avengers and wanted something that looked like him.
dròm_et_rêve wrote:cavfancier wrote:I would guess Mussolini there drom, regarding Italy.
That's very true...
As for Dlowan's, well I think it's saying; 'I'm amiable, until you get on my bad side: come on, who'll mess with a big white smoking rabbit.'
As for Frank, I always thought of the avatar: 'slightly deranged wise man.'
Slightly????
I see I gotta work a bit harder! :wink: :wink:
For some reason dlowan's rabbit reminds me of the rabbit creature in the movie Donnie Darko, Frank the rabitt.
I usually just choose something artsy.
Phoenix... Always wondered why you don't have a burning bird avatar... Is the greenish caste a side-effect of chemo? (Bad Seal! Bad! So unfunny no one should speak to you for several days!)
Anyway... I've been thinking of changing my avatar... perhaps I shall.
When I first joined - I chose my smiling wedding pic because I'm still in 'goofy newlywed stage' mentally.
I changed to the kissing teddybears because I believe in romance and in all things 'cute' and 'fun' ALSO my daughters and I are big-time eskimo kiss sharers. Eventually...the avatar will change to reflect some other part of my personality (maybe the snappy sarcastic part that shows up sometimes)
Oh, I would miss sealpoet's avatar, I've always enjoyed it...
First I was a cherub from a2k's avatar collection, and next the dog, my dog, that I've had as avatar for quite a while now. These avatars are different in personality and not really very reflective of me, no angel, nor a dog. My dog has a calmer affect in that picture where he seems to be typing... than in real life, where he is often observed to be barking. He looks very thoughtful in the picture, in contrast to myself, who often looks a little confused and bemused at the same time. Still, I just like seeing him there by my posts.
I've never contemplated the message my avatar is sending. But I suppose it's saying I'm watching you.
All of you. I'm like big brother and you can't slip anything by me.
I guess, I figure with half my picture there, I portray some sort of truth, I can't look you in the face and lie.
Pacco is such a personable little dog.
I love 1930's - 40's dames, feminine but tough and smart. When I was looking for avatars early on I had a hard time finding one that fit all the different interactions I have here -- political/ debate ones where I want to be taken seriously, relationship advice, parenting advice, pure silliness. Rosie seemed to encompass all of that -- a certain "Just TRY to mess with me" aspect while not being too forbidding.
I like your eskimo-kiss teddies, onyxelle. Seems very you.
Well, mine's a picture of me. Yes, I'm a Boston terrier, wearin' naught but a stylin' purple collar. 'Course, it's freezing here today so perhaps I'll see if I can get a matching sweater.
-- Truth: this isn't even my dog. But, my alma mater, Boston University is - the terriers. And I like Boston terriers. I've also been a border collie, a picture of a painting in my home, and a tiger lily my Dad scanned this summer. I have grown attached to the purple collar-wearing pooch, though; I probably won't change her for a while.
My avatar chose me. You'll have to ask the rat why.
I changed to the Possum-cat, after the evil Craven put peanut-butter toast on my previous cat avatar, to make a perpetual motion machine. Ain't no-one gunna mess with this Poss-Cat (including me - I'm a slow learner - and I have the scars to prove it!)
