In another thread I shared this (possibly toungue-in-cheek (my OWN cheek, I don’t even know papergirl IRL(and wouldn’t want to risk a paper cut there anyway))).
So - based on their screen name, posts, profession, whatever - what mental picture do you have of your fellow doper(s)?
On one of the Bloom County books, back-cover, there was a shot of Berkley Breathed in a powered hang-glider, wearing a fedora, aviator glasses, and a leather jacket, looking straight at the camera with a big, open-mouthed grin.
And I just can’t shake my mental image of Nzinga, Seated. I can’t find a good picture, but imagine Maya Angelou crossed with Oprah with a splash of before-the-boob-job Queen Latifah and you’re very close.
I tend to imagine septimus as looking and sounding like Septimus Signus from Skyrim (which is silly I know, he doesn’t post anything like Septimus Signus talks).
Nah, he’s austere. Thin, chain-smoking, coffee-slamming, unsmiling and intense with rigid posture and traveling everywhere with a novel of social import tucked under his arm. Women find him attractive but he’s too mistrustful to entertain their attention.
You only say that because I type as if I had a glove on one hand.
Thanks, **twikster[\b]! My mental image of you is now a superhero with the power to kill, but who chooses to use that power for good. With a curl right in the middle of your forehead.
twickster is a bunch of cats standing on each others’ shoulders under a trenchcoat with a Queen Latifah mask sticking out the top. I don’t know why.
I’ve always (at least since I figured out what his name meant) pictured him as a beardy guy in a Star Trek: TNG uniform. I’m going to picture you as Geoff Tate from now on, though.