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    What's Your Sign?

    Ruta's yesterday-blog was one of his best, IMO.  He called it Sand, and featured a photo of a sign on a road in the middle of a desert of sand.  If I can paraphrase, he said its impact was such that it got him thinking about how most of his blogs could be summed up by that word: Sand.  He explains further, of course.

    http://tpmcafe.talkingpointsmemo.com/talk/blogs/r/u/rutabaga_ridgepole/2010/08/sand.php

    It got my brain pinging about images and icons and signs, and what they stand for to each of us, and what words or signs or labels stand for us as people.

    "What's your sign?' was one of the idiotic questions hippies of a certain stripe would ask each other early on in the getting to know you phase.  I once heard a woman say, rather proudly, I thought, "I never met a Sagitarius who had her shit together.  (This was in Aspen, which is packed with phonies of every socio-economic class, IMO.  (grin) 

    Now being a She Sagitarian, I wanted to pop her one in the nose, but I didn't even have the self-confidence to call "Bullshit!"  But I digress...

    I thought it might be interesting to ask you all what sign could stand for you.  Not so much astrologically, though feel free to throw that out, too; but what might stand for your true self, or to your aspirational self (might want to differentiate, if it's going to be informative).

    I often used to quip, "Slippery when wet" when asked The Question; oh, what a wag I thought I was!

    Helpful hints: If yuou Bing or Google "Images of signs" or "Iconic Images" and the like, you can a page of hits, click on one, enlarge it.  If it's the one you want, you can copy the web page and link to it.  Like this:

    http://media.ebaumsworld.com/mediaFiles/picture/684679/80541516.jpg

    (I'd googled "Images of slippery when wet signs".)

     

    So: What's your sign?  ;-)

    Note: since Kirkman has about 20 posts up, I figured there was room for something not-so-very-serious.)