All avatars have to be small. There would be no point in uploading a large picture for an avatar or icon which they will then reduce smaller than the thumbnail. As a matter of fact, that is probably the reason for the glitch: your avatar was smaller than the thumbnail and confused the computer program. It seems funny that a computer can be like a human and be confused.
And on flickr, you have the free account and the pictures are fine the way they are because if you started posting larger pictures, you might end up having to get a "pro" account which you have to pay for. When I was younger, "hobby" meant you did something for the enjoyment of it, and "pro" meant you got paid for doing it. But since the Internet, "pro" means that you pay for doing what you enjoy. I don't believe Doug or Mushroom get paid for posting pictures on flickr, but they have to pay for the 'pro' account.
And there is no point in posting a large picture bigger than our screen when the computer reduces it to fit our screen or window. What makes your flickr pictures so enjoyable is to get to read what people comment and what you respond. That is called a 'nexus' in the sense that people come together or cross paths socially at your postings.
Dusty Doggy is the Paparazzi photographer and editor of the Asinine News. He saw Ariel's new avatar and took it in the dark room and then showed us this picture, which he said was the original photograph of Ariel that was taken at 1:42 in the afternoon on April 8 with her Olympus Camera using a flash. He said she cropped this photo and turned it around for her avatar. How does he know these things? Dusty the Paparazzi is pretty clever.
I was working outside when I caught a glimpse of someone in blue jeans and blue shirt rushing by. By the time I looked up, he was gone out of sight past the garage. He was coming from the yard or porch next door across the alley from my house. When I looked back in the direction from where he came, I noticed a jar sitting on the neighbor's porch. It had liquid in it. I didn't feel like I should go up into their yard to see what it was, but the curiosity has been killing me. Why would a guy come up the alley, sit a jar of clear liquid on someone's porch, and then rush off very fast? What could it be? Why should I care? But I guess that's the nature of humans to be curious.