I received another challenge, this time from darth_firefly:

1. Reply to this post, and I will pick four of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) 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. Whoo~!

Here are the ones she chose:





The statue itself was given to the city of Chicago by Pablo Picasso in the 1960's. It stands in the Civic Center plaza, and as far as I can tell we still haven't figured out what it is. (Rumor has it, it's a woman.) In 2005, when the White Sox were in the playoffs (and ultimately won the World Series), Mayor Daley (who, for all his faults, and believe me, there are MANY of them, is a White Sox fan) had this Sox hat added to the statue. I think it adds something to it.



I was at the Honolulu Zoo a number of years ago, and learned an interesting fact: the hippopotamus scatters its dung through the water by rapidly wagging its tail. I understand that it has a beneficial effect on the water, but probably not such a good effect on the person hit with a face full of hippo dung. I saw this on I Can Has Cheezburger? and just had to have it. It's not the Honolulu Zoo, but it works.



As I explained in my previous icon post, I hate having my picture taken, and will usually make a face like this one when someone does. In this case, a former colleague of mine snapped the picture during a class. I decided, with this being an election year, I could use it, seeing as how this is my general feeling about the candidates (particularly the two Democrats).



You probably want to know why this journal is called Chief Jack's Galley... First of all, I'm not Chief Jack; there is only one person who has ever called me Jack and lived. Chief Jack is one of the many characters (the first one, actually) that I created for the Ghostletters mailing list (where I met anderyn, lourdesmont, draiguisge, and several other that are not speaking to me at present). Chief Jack is Jack O'Brian, also known as Senior Chief Petty Officer Jack O'Brian, USN (ret.), former commissaryman aboard the USS Blowfish, a Tang-class submarine (one of the last of the pre-nuclear subs). He is the father of two grown children, one of whom is Mary Cecelia (who appears here occasionally), grandfather of nine, including Patsy (seen below), and is married to the former Dana Norris, who he met in the Navy, so to speak. Long story. Jack shows up here when replying to Dana (written by lourdesmont).



Patricia RoseEllen Corey (a.k.a. Patsy) is the daughter of Mary Cecelia and her former husband, Val Corey (written by anderyn). She was born March 6, 1997, which makes her 14, since Tegan and Terry DeBruyne (written by lourdesmont), born the year before, are 15. (Ghostletters time is a flexible thing.) Patsy inherited her red hair and green eyes from her mother (who hs no idea where her daughter got her temper), and her somewhat pointy ears, six toes on each foot, and magical ability from her father. The magical ability is something she is under her mother's orders to keep in check, which she normally does, unless she's deviling her younger sister Emily (who was born completely without magical ability). Patsy and Sean, Emily's twin, once managed to zap their mommy thirty years into the past, where she was a Playboy Bunny (one of Hef's favorites, as I recall). Patsy is very bright, all girl, and I understand that she's destined to marry Terry DeBruyne.

I could go on for a long time, so I'd better stop and give my hand a rest.