Wednesday, December 16, 2015

1977 JC Penney Catalog OR "How To Get Your @$$ Kicked" - Haha!

The world is a bit too serious so please, check this out, share it, re-post it and laugh! 

Life is meant to be enjoyed. This catalog is real & hysterical and the captions are priceless! 

Welcome to my childhood. 

Original post is HERE 

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Last weekend I put an exhaust fan in the ceiling for my wife's grandfather. While my wife's brother and I were fitting the fan in between the joists, we found something under the insulation. 

What we found was this:

A JC Penney catalog from 1977. Holy hell, this was two solid inches of it, right there for the taking. 

I thumbed through it quickly and found my next dining room set, which is apparently made by adding upholstery to old barrels: 

Also, I am totally getting this for my bathroom:


There's plenty more home furnishings where those came from, however I'm not going to bore you with that. Instead, I'm going to bore you with something else. The clothes.


The clothes are fantastic.

Here's how to get your ass kicked in elementary school:

Just look at that belt. He probably needed help just to lift it into place. 

                                    How to get your ass kicked in high school:

This kid looks like he's pretending to be David Soul, who is pretending to be a cop, who is pretending to be a pimp that everyone knows is really an undercover cop. Who is pretending to be 15. 

Here's how to get your ass kicked on the golf course:


This "all purpose jumpsuit" is, according to the description, equally appropriate for playing golf or simply relaxing around the house. 

Personally, I can't see wearing this unless you happen to be relaxing around your cell in D-block.

Here's how to get your ass kicked pretty much anywhere: 

If you look at that picture quickly, it looks like "No-pants" has his hand in the other guy's pocket. In this case, he doesn't, although you can tell just by looking at them that it's happened - or if it hasn't happened it will. Oh yes. It will. As soon as he puts down his matching coffee cup. 

Here's how to get your ass kicked at the beach:

Is he reaching for a gun? Naw, probably just a bottle of suntan lotion in a holster. 

How to get your ass kicked in a meeting:

If you wear this suit and don't sell used cars for a living, I believe you can be fined and face serious repercussions, up to and including termination. Or imprisonment, in which case you'd be forced to wear that orange jumpsuit up there.

        How to get your ass kicked every day up to & including St. Patrick's Day:

Dear God in heaven, I don't believe that color exists in nature. There is NO excuse for wearing either of these ensembles unless you're working as a body guard for the Lucky Charms leprechaun.

                                  In this next one, Your Search For VALUE ends at Penney's.  

As does your search for chest hair: 

And this -- seriously.  No words.

Oh wait, it turns out that there are words after all. 

Those words are What. The.****.   

I'm guessing the snap front gives quick access to chest hair. The little tie must be the pull tab.

Also, judging by the sheer amount of matching his/hers outfits, I'm guessing that in 1977 it was considered pretty stylish for couples to dress alike. 

These couples look happy, don't they?

                I am especially fond of this one, which I have titled, "Cowboy Chachi Loves You Best."  

Nothing showcases everlasting love more than the commitment of matching bathing suits:

After the lovin', relax in one-piece matching terry cloth jumpsuits: 

I could go on, but I'm tired, and my eyes hurt from this trip back in time. I think it's the colors. 

That said, I will leave you with these tasteful little numbers:

                                                                           Man, that's sexy. 


Thursday, December 10, 2015

Amina Masood Janjua: Voice of Missing Persons

© Amina Masood Janjua

This video is the result of a live interview conducted with my dear sister, Mrs. Amina Masood Janjua, CEO of DHR (Defence of Human Rights and Public Service Trust) one of the few human rights activist organizations founded by the victims of the violation of human rights founded by Amina after the wrongful abduction of her husband Mr. Masood Janjua.

To aid Amina and other families in their quest to find family members wrongfully abducted, please go here -->

My love and peace to you Amina, keep fighting the good fight. I am so proud of your strength and courage and my hope is that this video, on Human Rights Day, and everyday, brings you peace, love and hope.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Waking Up To Consciousness

Published in Rebelle Society

 © Susan Marie 

You know those moments when you thought, “Wow, I almost died!”

Right now, I can feel a scar on the side of my neck left by an innocent bee that stung me in September, and once again, I almost died.

Yet, I am alive.

I look at such times as windows. Portholes in life where one small instance, a millisecond, saved our lives.

Each instance causes me to question my path, purpose, every fiber of my being and those connected to me and this immense human family I belong to — all of us swirling around in a globe, wondering why we are here.

There are times that you simply must capture, just for a moment. The start of each day before it begins, when birds trill selflessly against a beyond cerulean sky.

Listen, do you hear that?  
Shh. Go ahead, open the window, walk outside. 
Take a look around you and do not forget to look UP. 

Harness that every day, right now, bring that into yourself, the woods and forests, the turns and paths, the leaves and trees and Earth. Take a walk, work in your garden, play with your children, create art, write, sing, dance, whatever it is that you do that brings you to life — that feeling — harness that.

Catch first morning rays breaking through limbs when the dew kisses the leaves, ever so loving.

Stand with your back against the spine of Mother Nature, tilt your head upwards, maniacal, and be happy planted pure, in her face, the dirt, her blood, the bones, her roots, your feet, and feel complete because my dear soul, you are home.

Walking out of nature, energy shoots right out of my back between my shoulder blades. A celestial shotgun to the sternum — shazam!

The entire front of me guarded, preparing me for stepping back into society. In those moments, I am weightless and able to fly, and I spread my wings — glorious and majestic — and thank Dear Earth for unblocking what keeps me chained to myself. I realize then the extent of the power of consciousness.

It is a blessing to walk into this. Everybody is in a rush, caught up in whatever. 

I am mesmerized by the sun, the way she dances and dapples, illuminating leaves with paprika and turmeric. The veil is with me always, where I am able to move my hand, lucid and glass-like, lifting silken skirts of varied states of existence.

I blankly stare at people walking and kids riding bikes, and somehow, I don’t belong; somehow, I’m somewhere else; somehow, my spirit is screaming to be let free; somehow, I’m here, yet somehow no one notices me.

Two worlds within one: illusion, reality.

Traffic traffic, traffic… there’s got to be more to life than waiting. How do we live like this? Look at this! Look at us all, turning and waiting and going, and everybody is suddenly addicted to being busy. What are you busy with?

What is your purpose?

Why are you here?

Where did you come from?”

I am a bastard child of the new world.

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Write for Rights: Write a Letter/Change a Life

Hashtag: #Write4Rights

Let's get ready to Write for Rights! 

December 10th, you can make a difference alongside other human rights supporters in homes, workplaces, schools, and public spaces around the world.

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Wednesday, December 2, 2015

The lone late rose

The lone late rose cut -
from thorns and bramble,
uprooted from limbs as legs,
and burnt sienna skied roots.

The lone late rose,

a most holy November
one of Indian summers,
of love lost,
and blessed.

The lone late rose
upon Italian marble,
stoic and bold,
beauteous and courageous,

The lone late rose cut

as cheeks blushed,
as sweet cherry bitters,
slender and heavenly,
like Madonna and child,
like daVinci sketching
a divine revelation
on canvas.

The lone late rose was cut,
and the wind howled,
and the heavens cried,
and the lone late rose
not once complained,
yet wept, in silence.

The lone late rose
sent supplications
to the dirt and silt,
eve after eve,
grateful to be alive,
yet oh, ever so lonely.

And the lone late rose woke
to a most Vesuviant dawn,
one of mythology and magic,
one of precious hands
as angels wings,
embracing her existence,

And the late rose
was no longer lone,
and blooming beside her
was another lone late rose

And together
they adorn one another,
on Italian marble,
with cheeks blushed,
as sweet cherry bitters,
slender and elegant,
like Madonna and child,
like daVinci sketching,
a divine revelation. 

Phrase "The lone late rose cut" and photo © Edmund Cardoni
*This poem was inspired by photos posted by Mr. Cardoni when a single rose was cut in November during winter and after it was brought into the house, a pure white rose bloomed beside it.


i want to hold your hand
introduce you
to the sunrise
as we watch
the Earth awaken
for us both,
the hues of heaven
a palette,
an artist’s canvas,
like birth.

i want to see your face light up
discovering wonder
on trails and peaks,
on craggy hills, in forests
in the majestic bark
of an old oak tree,
wavering in the breeze
the leaves rustling,
like music,

i want to tell you
to stand beneath a waterfall,
and witness your rebirth
by Mother Nature herself.

i want to drive with you
on seaways and trails,
and find meadows
untouched by the hand of man,
and lay down deep
in leaves of grass
both of us
saying nothing at all,

one day,
we will experience
one another,
in all our majestic glories
side by side.

one day,
i simply wish
to see your smile,
the corners of your mouth rise,
as your eyes
show spirit
to me.

one day,
i will hear you bellow with laughter,
deep from your abdomen
at the silliest things,
as we are drenched in rainfall.
running for cover
from this mad, mad world,
beneath starshine
and constellations,
the entire universe
lit up,
for us,

one day,
we will awaken
to the hues of heaven,
a palette,
an artist’s canvas,
and this most holy Earth
shall kiss us,

one day.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Penguin Random House Book Review: Classic Human Anatomy in Motion

Valerie L. Winslow, fine award winning artist, Pixar Studios animation educator, as well as over thirty years teaching figurative art and artistic anatomy, published a profound 304 page hardcover illustrated volume, Classic Human Anatomy in Motion: The Artists Guide to the Dynamics of Figure Drawing.

This volume speaks to the creative and medical aspects of human anatomy. The book is sectioned, allowing the reader to digest the authentic mechanics of the human body. In each section and nearly all pages, there are distinct illustrations of the body part, ranging from bones to ligaments to muscle to tendons to skin to facial structures. Such elements are crucial to understand when creating a piece of art intended to be realistic and anatomically correct.

Browsing through the pages, the reader is able to stop wherever they please, not following a designed study pattern, more so, a creative one. One can start at the beginning or open any page and begin. This is only one important aspect of this book when speaking of creativity.

The chapters are easy to read, not scientific or medical in nature, and a student of anatomy as well as art will find this volume most useful. Valerie's understanding of the human body and all structures and movements involved is quite astounding.

The chapters are as follows:

  • Bones and Surface Landmarks
  • Joints and Joint Movement
  • Muscle and Tendon Characteristics
  • Facial Muscles and Expressions
  • Muscles of the Neck and Torso
  • Muscles of the Arm and Hand
  • Muscles of the Leg and Foot
  • Body Types, Soft Tissue Characteristics 
  • Planes of the Body
  • Gesture and Action Drawing
  • Movement and Stationary Figures
  • Rhythmic Movement

Within each chapter, are sub-chapters that delve into each segment. For example, if one wishes to draw a perfect anatomical skull, it is here. If one wishes to draw the naked figure, any body type, it is here. If one wishes to create all facial structures, it is here and if one wishes to be able to create motion and realistic muscles beneath skin that is also in this artistically designed book from front to back covers.

As an artist and a student of medicine, this volume bewilders me. It is not only a book every artist needs to own, but a book ripe with extensive medical knowledge of the entire human body and all it encompasses. The illustrations range from a simple charcoal sketch of a woman standing to an extensive anatomical medical model of the same figure.

To test the practicality of this book, I began sketching with pencil and simply opened to a chapter on muscles. In less than 10 minutes, I already drew the upper body of a male figure outlined, half of it sketched, muscles showing, with basic curves of the body outlined in accurate depth and volume. 

I have never done that in my life. 

Below is what I started creating from reading only one page of this book:

This is an artist’s dream. I cannot imagine being without this volume. 

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I am thankful to have received this book from Blogging for Books for this review.