Saw this today in Publix whilst shopping for birthday party supplies for my dad’s birthday…with my parents. (Never let it be said that we’re a family into surprises).
Don’t even try to pretend that these don’t look EXACTLY like what you think they look like.
Mr. Spock:
Bettie Page:
The eyebrows, the hair…Mr. Spock is the only male I’ve ever seen with “Bettie Bangs”.
(I wish I could do Bettie Bangs. I tried, but my face is so square that any attempts to ‘block it off’ looks like a Kindergartener should be able to shove my skull into a wooden puzzle)
On a related note, I recently saw a girl with Spock ears. I mean, she had implants to make her ears Vulcan-like. I admit, I was facinated. I like imagining people my age 60+ years in the future, dribbling into our oatmeal at resting homes. I do think that my generation (The Millenials) were really the first to be all-accepting/gung-ho about tattoos, piercings, bod-mods, etc. Not to say that people before this weren’t, but honestly, I can’t say I’ve ever seen someone over 35 with a split tongue or gagued ears.
I just like imagining our nursing-home years. There’ll be a million old geezers with weird implants and runny tattoos and holes in unnattural places that need attending to. It’ll ROCK.
Speaking of Spocks…
My parents met DR. Spock in ’67 at the height of his fame, at a hippie rally. My hippie mother, age 22, mother of her first child, had a babe-in-arms, and he singled her out and came down into the crowd to talk to her and tell her that he knew she was holding a girl because he could always tell by the shape of the face. He cold look at ANY baby with a big chubby face and immediately know that it was a girl.
My oldest brother’s name is Ivan Matthew.
