Avatars

Do you like to know what the person you are talking to looks like?
I do. Therefore my picture is quite currrent. It was taken Oct 9, 2010.

The hat? It covers a bald head following brain surgery.

2/27/2011


Alice...

You look gorgeous !


Cheers..Joe

Joe,

Thanks! No make up either.

Joe,

I like your picture.

Your photo is super, Alice, and I love your hat!

Nice hat!

I'm too ugly to post a picture.

Shelagh wrote:

Your photo is super, Alice, and I love your hat!

Shelagh,

Thanks!

Hats cover a multitude of sins- such as no hair, bad hair etc. I will need them for a bit.

Zizban,

Why don't you let us be the judge of that?

Alice where is the duck?

Gone for a swim?

dmondeo wrote:

Alice where is the duck?

The duck! On the floor beside my chair--I should have pinned it to my hat. Sorry!

Alice,
I agree. I want to see the real person that I'm taling to or corresponding with.
On some forums, like facebook, people who request friendship and give me a phoney face, I decline.
What kind of friend is a phoney?

That is just my preference. Nice to see your true self.

Alice,

You should have posted your pic sooner, you look awesome

I hear what Abe has said, and agree, but sometimes it can work both ways. A put on face can make people curious, and get them to "look you up".
Assuming that's what one wants...

Choosing to use an avatar other than one's own photo doesn't mean one is being "phony," Abe, or that one has something to hide. Sometimes an avatar is designed to express one's ideas or beliefs in a way you cannot see simply by looking at a face.

Some of us, sometimes, just get tired of looking at ourselves.

I have been considering changing my avatar for several weeks, as a means of conveying something that is important to me at this time, looking for a symbol that would express the wholeness of the person I think I am - today, anyway.

We are all more than our surface appearance, which, in itself, can be deceiving sometimes,

Just me.

Ann

Okay, Ann,

I just got tired of looking at myself.

My book cover will be the new me.

A Ahad wrote:

Alice,

You should have posted your pic sooner, you look awesome

Like when I was about 20?

alice wrote:

Like when I was about 20?

Well now that you mention it, Alice, I'm starting to hide because I'm not exactly getting any younger!

I've always been told once your over 40, you're definitely over the hill!

Then saying that, aren't blokes supposed to be less conscious of things like that?

I believe that is a fallacy, Ahad.

Ann

Ahad,
on a positive note, once over 40, there is a new beginning. You walked up the hill during the first 40 years, now you can walk down the other side with a sense of relief. The hard part is over. You made it over the top. You can smile just thinking of those starting their climb up the hill and what they will have to endure.

You have experience that is not available in books, untill you write it.

Abe F. March wrote:

Alice,
I agree. I want to see the real person that I'm taling to or corresponding with.
On some forums, like facebook, people who request friendship and give me a phoney face, I decline.
What kind of friend is a phoney?

That is just my preference. Nice to see your true self.

I had my real face here for awhile.
But I like my little fae avatars.
I think most everyone here has seen the real me. If they forgot what I look like they can always go to my website.

"...I've been this linux penguin avatar since I converted from the evil empire..." mentioned the goblin, continuing "...whereas if I had put up my real photo, I dare say I would only be putting up another photo of me in a few years times, and then another too, and so on until the point I couldn't face seeing my face remembering what it had been once, so no, facebook is for those facelook types then, but I look the perfect goblin now and will till the last..."

JoElle wrote:

Abe F. March wrote:

Alice,
I agree. I want to see the real person that I'm taling to or corresponding with.
On some forums, like facebook, people who request friendship and give me a phoney face, I decline.
What kind of friend is a phoney?

That is just my preference. Nice to see your true self.

I had my real face here for awhile.
But I like my little fae avatars.
I think most everyone here has seen the real me. If they forgot what I look like they can always go to my website.

Where is your website?

http://www.abemarch.com

Abe,

Thanks! I know where your website is and even know what you look like. It was JoElle's I was inquiring about.

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on a positive note, once over 40, there is a new beginning. You walked up the hill during the first 40 years, now you can walk down the other side with a sense of relief. The hard part is over.

Is it? I'm not so sure. Growing old isn't for sissies. My mom is experiencing a bunch of health problems, both mental and physical. Everyday life tasks are more difficult. They live in a different state so I can't easily help them.

You're right, LC. Growing old is not for sissies. I'm reminded of that every morning when it takes me longer to get out of bed because - to paraphrase Robert Redford's character in the Electric Horseman: "The old parts wake up slower."

I'm currently dealing with one of those tasks. I've got to clear out the dead Mexican Petunia stalks in my back yard, from the series of hard freezes we had this winter, before the new spring ones start to grow in. My arthritis is yelling at me to stop, or at least slow down. Even after 10 years, the tobacco/nicotine residue in my lungs won't let me go much farther than my bones and muscles say is enough. But I can stand on my patio and see that the mess is much less than it was this morning, and at this time tomorrow, it will be even better, and that's enough.

I hear what Abe is saying, too. I like saying, "I am 67." Whenever I say it, I realize that I have come this far, and I am still here. Even though I screwed up a lot, I managed to learn some stuff along the way, and can look back and smile. I am well over half way through that next forty, and generally satisfied.

Life can be good at any step along the way, regardless of the outside circumstances.

Ann