Does anyone else have a problem choosing an avatar? What to choose - a sexy karate kicking video game siren? A funky looking mum with a baby on hip Erin Brockovich style? A chic chick in a suit with dark glasses? A picture of a “meaningful object”?
To be honest, I feel embarrassed choosing any at all! Is it supposed to represent who I want to be, or who I am? Do I change it over time or leave it smiling youthfully like Dorian Grey, as I put on pounds and gather crows feet and grey hair?
I know Big Sis and Little Bro would never face this quandary - for a start they won’t recollect a time before avatars and will no doubt slip between them as seamlessly as kids in a well stocked dress up box!
At this stage, Little Bro would choose a picture of a car, train or “dig dig”, and Big Sis would find the pinkest fairy available.
The one that has me puzzled is Dog. What would a black Labrador choose as an avatar? Would he pick a small furry white lap dog, or a big ferocious guard dog? Knowing Dog as I do, my money is on a bag of dog food! I think his lack of a frontal lobe would probably stop this kind of 21st century identity crisis before it started!
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August 10th, 2007 at 7:41 am
Whenever I hear the word avatar, I always think of the HBO series Carnivale and how the massive amount of references to the word were never resolved. Curse you, Carnivale!
August 10th, 2007 at 7:59 am
It’s a compelling word in its own right. Maybe I should start scattering it indiscriminantly through conversation?
August 10th, 2007 at 8:02 am
I just have to mention that the dog in the image looks so much like my old dog!
August 10th, 2007 at 8:05 am
They have such soulful faces labradors, like Romantic poets