Icon Sqee Meme
1. Reply to this post, and I will pick five of your userpics.
2. Make a post and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee.
The ones that typographer asked me to explain are behind the cut.
This is Barb, in our old kitchen, being assisted in making minced pork lettuce wraps by Cuervo, the shoulder cat. He is happiest when being held, and he'll contentedly sit on a shoulder like any respectable pirate parrot-cat. Plus, letting him ride on one's shoulder keeps him out from under foot (and quiet).
This is a panel from the comic "Two Lumps"; Snooch is pretty darned close to being Cuervo (or vice-versa--there are a number of strips where Snooch is most definitely Cuervo; there was one a few days ago), plus, it's a cat wearing a hat. I don't remember the exact joke around this particular strip--something about Paris, I believe--but I just liked the image so I saved it.
This is Cairo, showing his good taste by lounging on my library books, in particular, several titles by the late, great Molly Ivins. Cairo is the complete boss of me (I am so very pwned), plus he's photogenic, so I have several icons with him. This icon combines cats and books. What's not to like?
I love Diet Coke with Lime. I can come close to drinking more than a six pack a day (today I believe it was two cans and two 20-oz bottles). Not sure if there's anything else I need to say here. *g*
This is Michael Nesmith, pulled from a clip in the rare and bizarre special, "33 1/3 Revolutions Per Monkee," which was broadcast opposite the Oscars in, I think, 1967 (may have been '68). I don't think it's ever been released on DVD (although it's on one of the old series VHS releases, at the end of Season Two) because I still don't have the complete seasons on DVD. ANYWAY, the scene shows Mike in split-screen, on one side in his cowboy outfit and the other in suit-and-tie. He sings a song called "Naked Persimmon (The Only Thing I Believe Is True)" (never issued, to my knowledge), and at one point, his cowboy self gives his suited self this look. It makes a very appropriate WTF icon.
Speaking of cats, they need to shut up. Either Cairo or Cuervo (they tag-team) think that 3:30 am is the time for us to be up and feeding/petting them. One night it might be Cuervo, the next night Cairo. It curtails my sleep... and has for three days. First it was Cuervo, then Cairo, and last night it was both of them.