I know it’s weird that I’ve identified so strongly with a gerbil that doesn’t even belong to me. But I have. Noki, I love you. Or Robert. I’m not sure which one it is that I use as my avatar. And my favicon. And whatever else I can get away with putting a tiny gerbil face on.
See, I gerbil-sit two gerbils and I can’t tell them apart. As long as there are two live gerbils when I send them back, I’m happy. Honestly, I’m not convinced that the gerbils’ person can tell them apart either.
Oh, she’ll tell you she can. But I think she’s lying.
Wait, how the hell did that happen? I am waaaaaay off track.
Anyway, the whole point of this is that I am thinking of making all of my photos and avatars—internet wide—the gerbil Noki. Or the gerbil Robert. Here is that gerbil, in avatar form:
Here is the photo I’ve been using as an avatar on blogger and technorati and various other places:
The main problem with my face as an avatar is that the gerbil is so goddamn much cuter. And if you look at his little claws, he looks vaguely threatening. Cute and vaguely threatening is a good look, I think. Quinn carries it off well.
There’s nothing threatening about my photo at all. I mean, really, look at that goofy smile. Plus I change it every few months because I can’t find one that makes me happy.
I’m leaning toward the gerbil as the Face of Internet Stimey. What do you think?
|Who should be the Face of Internet Stimey?|
|All gerbils, all the time|
|Why the hell would I care?|
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