Showing posts with label 1975. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1975. Show all posts

Snapshot No. 13: Jamie Sommers and Friends

And the bionic tidings keep coming...

"This is me Christmas 1975," reader Diane Davis tells us. "I scored the Bionic Woman and Tuesday Taylor dolls, both which I still have."

Not only that, but if you look real close, behind the li'l Diane, you'll spy a Bionic Beauty Salon, which apparently kept Jaime Sommers in tip-top spy shape.

We've been looking for evidence of a Kenner-produced Six Million Dollar Man Beauty Salon or Six Million Dollar Man-icure Station, but so far no luck.

-- Joal R.

Questions to Make You Weep Even More Than This Commercial



If not for Mason Reese's success, would Corey Feldman's chubby cheeks have been in demand? If not for Corey Feldman's chubby cheeks, would Corey Feldman's career have taken off? If not for Corey Feldman's career taking off, would Corey Feldman's life have been more level?

-- Joal R.

What Becomes a Legend Least?

I don't have a picture of this -- just a memory. It is circa Christmas 1975, and I am a sophisticate! A second-grade Lauren Hutton! I am! I just know it! I, Joal Ryan, have been allowed to stay up to watch The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. I am soaking in the scene, the clubby chit-chat, the second-hand TV smoke from Johnny's cigarette. I am so insanely mature I could card myself. Except I don't yet know what the term means. And besides I'm too busy. What with watching The Tonight Show. While playing with my brand-new Batman Colorforms set. And lounging in my brand-new inflatable frog.

Yes, it's best I don't have a picture of this.

-- Joal R.

His Strict, Almost Rabbinical Standards Are Feared the World Over

From January 1976. The folks at Noma (the Christmas light company, natch) must have breathed a sigh of relief as everyone in the Christmas light industry knows that Santa is a notorious hard-ass when it comes to quality control.

--Brian H.

Dear Santa: 1975 Edition


What kind of super team could you form with Mr. Spock, Batman, Shazam and George Washington? I'm not sure, but I know I wouldn't mess with it.
--Brian H.