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My avatar is the esteemed senator Clay Davis from the greatest TV show ever, The Wire.

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I like splash

One of my cars/toys.

Originally Posted by dannywonderful

My avatar is the esteemed senator Clay Davis from the greatest TV show ever, The Wire.

Clay Davis - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

it is the greatest tv show ever....

sorry for the tangent. back to avatars!

My avatar is an alembic, which is a still.

I had a teacher that was very well rounded in math, science, art, literature, construction, music, athletics and anything else he could learn. This was in keeping with the attitudes and philosophy of the Renaissance, where they believed that understanding and becoming good at all of these would allow a person to synthesize new ideas.

So that is what I believe. I have become an engineer, a builder, a painter, a sculpture, a writer, a builder, a lover of literature and anything else I can learn. So I picked the still, or the Alembic, to represent distilling all of these into new ideas. I try and live my life that way the best I can.

David

I think mine is pretty obvious. One of the blockheads from Gumby. The name blockhead is one I have used on the Jalopy Journal and Jockey Journal Forums for a while now. I tinker with pre 60's hot rods with Y Block and Flathead engines, so the name fit. And I am a dolt.

Mine is from the poster of an '80s movie called Electric Dreams. It's an awesomely cheesy movie about a computer that becomes sentient.

I also like using various Joy Division album covers as my avatar on other forums. They use some gorgeous images from the Monumental Cemetery of Staglieno.

Pretty simple, really. The logo from a cake of Williams shaving soap. I don't use Williams much but I thought it would make a satisfactory avatar to replace my old one which showed me shaving with a sword.

Mine is a picture of my daughter. It is a well cropped picture, the big version shows that she is on my shoulder, and we are running, making the wind flow in her hair, and making her smile.

She is the purest, most heart aching joy in my life. She is proof that in me lives the capability to love so fully and fantastically that it makes me want to cry. She is proof to me that there is more good in this world than bad. She is proof that someone can look at ME with the kind of adoration I looked at my father with as a child. She is a reminder that after all the heartbreak I have suffered, of all the stupid mistakes I've made that could have cost me and others their lives or freedom, after the soul-crushing depression, the severe anger-management issues, the professional and personal dissapointments and failures, after all of it....there is nothing that matters one tenth as much as seeing her smile. There is nothing that matters one tenth as much as me doing everything I can to make her feel well loved, and leave her equipped to deal with the world, long after I am gone, and to leave the world in as good condition as I can....for her.

My avitar is my family's coat of arms. It reminds me that us Walkers are not just ordinary riff raff, but noble gentlemen and gentle ladies. What better hobbie for a gentleman than collecting, using and restoring straight razors.