Mamoo and my father, late 60's-ish, I think. If it had been the 70's my father would have been wearing one of his pastel leisure suits. Mom's hair was just like the women on Gospel Singing Jubilees (I called them the turkey ladies), the only thing on TV when I woke up eeeeeearly Sunday mornings, after which the only television offering was the Baptist cartoon, Jot:
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I bet they were going to the top of the Hyatt Regency - very cute, nice Beatles suit too (no collar?)
the rumor is that you're going to do Zuma at Collin's after-reading thing at Lux's . . .
Actually, I planned to do some expression dancing WHILE he is reading.
Security...
Mamoo - quite the babe.
T - I 've never seen Jot before. It's probably because I was getting similar guilt trip/lesson in person during Mass at Our Lady of The Assumption Catholic Chuch.
Ditto on the hot Mamoo pic....yeah, baby!
Never saw much of JOT....looks like an animated religious acid trip.....
my Sunday mornings were spent with Laurel & Hardy, and a program called "Finland Calling"-spoken (and sung) entirely in Finnish.
OH MY GOD I remember JOT! It's one of those things I could never have retrieved on my own, I think, being it was so tucked away in a nether region of my brain, but as soon as the animation and music started, the whole thing came flooding back.
I didn't know Jot was Baptist, and I know my mama didn't either, or I wouldn't have been allowed to watch. I see the Southern Baptists at the end now, though.
Listen to how Southern Jot sounds!
Still, a show in Finnish every now and again would have been a nice little step off the beaten path in 1960's north Alabama....
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