How do you see them?

I haven’t looked at the People Pages. I don’t want to know what most of you look like. There are little avatars of all you Dopers in my mind based mostly on your username and partly on your posting style. Of course most of these make sense only to me. Here is a list of the more printable and, well, lucid of my mental avatars.

Eve- A movie poster of a naked woman with long flowing hair and a strategically placed apple.

Mulinator- Rodin’s The Thinker. He keeps mulling it over and over and over. . .

CheifScott- Star Trek’s chief engineer on an actual seagoing vessel. “Capt’n, I canna hold the sarcasm any longer!”

Joe Cool- I’ve actually met him yet I still think of a camel in sunglasses.

Ed Zotti- For some reason, stuffed pasta shells come to mind.

ColdFire- I had pneumonia once. This was how I felt.

RTFirefly- Like Disney’s Tinkerbell except red-hot and male.

CanadianSue- The guy from Due North’s female partner.

Tatertot- Square, brown and bumpy, but with arms so she can {{{hug}}} everyone.

YosemiteBabe- Short with a big red hat and a handlebar mustache. Just like Sam but with Marilyn Monroe’s body.

Uncle Beer- Sitting out on his veranda in a tee shirt and suspenders and a big Foster sized beer can in hand.
So, what’s wrong with me? Does anyone else do this?

Sure… I’m doing it to you right now.

I see you as a white, (or sun burnt) spineless person…who has lots of fun going down stairs.

Easily tangled, and easily broken. But still a ton o’ fun.
Oh yeah…you usually end up at the bottom of the toy box…and you’re kinda kinky.

God…I’m funny.

Yes, I do. I have looked at some of the people on the people pages, but I still have some very similar mental images to the ones you have. Except for Canadian Sue, since I’ve met her (and didn’t you mean Due South?). Especially ChiefScott and UncleBeer. I don’t think I could even erase those images from my mind.

The only trouble I run into is when I picture someone as a guy (or girl) and then find out that they are the other gender. Ooops.

I refuse to think SqrlCub is anything other than a slighly-more-human version of Alvin (as in …and the Chipmunks). Sure, he was a chipmunk, but it’s just what comes to mind.

And I still think that picture of Coldie Clogs was ripped out of someone else’s yearbook. He obviously always wears one of those flying nun hats. All the time.

How do you picture me?

I have checked most of the pictures there.
It’s fun to see the face behind the words.

On a monorail fending off lobstrocities.

“Eve- A movie poster of a naked woman with long flowing hair and a strategically placed apple.”

—THREE strategically placed apples, puh-lease!

Whaddaya think the long, flowing hair is for?

Dammit, Eve, look at all the trouble you got into last time someone gave you an apple. Now you want three?

Those aren’t suspenders, they’re lederhosen. And I refuse to drink beer from a can.

And I canna effect a decent Scotish accent. I sound more like Rocky Balboa.

And is anyone else experiencing a craving for applesauce?

I see kelliebelly as a bear, not unlike Winnie The Poo, rubbing her tummy after snarfing up some honey.

I see high tech burrito as a neon green circuit covered burrito.

I see I see Diane pretty much how she looks IRL.

I see ChiefScott as a cross between Tom cruise from Top Gun and Popeye, looking for something besides spinach.

I see Persephone as the Statue Of Liberty, with her hand on fire.

I see Satan (Based on his “Yer pal, Satan” tag line) as a demon wearing a bowler hat, smoking a cigar, selling wishes on the street corner, talking with a growly Bronx accent (“Trust me, it’s worth it! Those souls are overrated anyway…”)

I see Neuro Trash Grrrl as a thin woman who is constantly changing shape and color; you never know what to expect from her.

I see Imthecowgodmoo as a glowing bovine with a scepter.

I always saw Wally as, well, a Wally.

I see lolagranola as a healthsnack in a cocktail dress.

(angrily snaps trap at slinky going down stairs for not being mentioned)

>> Eve- A movie poster of a naked woman with long flowing hair and a strategically placed apple. <<
>> THREE strategically placed apples, puh-lease! <<

Eve, I’m sure all of us want to know how you plan to hang onto that third apple. Or are you planning on juggling? Either way, I’m going to see this movie.

“Eve, I’m sure all of us want to know how you plan to hang onto that third apple.”

—What, ya never heard of spirit gum? [no, that’s not what ghosts chew!]

How I see 'em (those I haven’t seen already):

• APB is, of course, a dead ringer for Gary Cooper

• ChiefScott is a darker-haired Peter Scolari

• Kelli, for some reason, is Kim Darby

• Persephone is a Greek Goddess, Isadora Duncan-esque

• Little Nemo is, well—the kid from the comic strip

• Neurotrash is an Andy Warhol Superstar

• Yosemite Babe is one of those 1970s Movie of the Week chicks

• Before I met Ukulele Ike, I saw him as tall, thin, dark-haired and dressed in 1910s closthes: bowler hat, striped vest.

• Before I met Manhattan, I saw him as a Nick Charles lookalike

And exactly how does this differ from the real life Uke?

All I know, Eve, is that now I’ll never be able to hear the expression “merkin as apple pie” without thinking of you.