Time for a new avatar. This is one I stole from Gerard Vanderleun, and from whom he stole it, I know not. But his writing is original, fresh and a mental libation every day. There isn't a spot on his blog that isn't funny or enlightening or both.
I know you'll miss the flaming oven avatrix, but since we got a new stove, there haven't been any flaming dinners in quite a while. Here is the history of my avatars, and I hope you like the new me.
Lovely, aren't I. That's the great thing about teh intarwebs, you can just about be anything or anyone and still be yourselves.
Next, I went for a more attractive, but less middle-aged look:
Well, I was getting the wrong kinds of attention from all the wrong kinds of Ahmeds. So I changed it, and kept this one for a period of many moons, and the Ahmeds all went away.
After awhile, I changed the name of the blog and kicked Judith up there out, that's her name, and went with Sra. Scherzophrenic and her flaming oven, which pretty much summed up my life. Putting on a good face while the house is burning down. The house is still burning down, but I am better dressed for the occasion.