One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other

I was flipping through a new yearbook today at a bookstore (after Easter service and a lunch of pulled pork and brisket), and it’s from 1978, so everyone looked suitably ridiculous, and then BAM!

1978 Tx Women's Univ
1978 Tx Women’s Univ

My eyes widened in wonder and confusion and I said aloud, “I don’t get it!” I even looked around to see if Allen Funt was watching me. No, it’s not homely Alice, who bears a striking resemblance to Ana Gasteyer’s “Delicious Dish” character on SNL.

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http://eclectikrelaxation.com/blog/?p=2713

It’s not even two ladies with the same face named Adrian/Adrienne L. Clay. That’s odd enough. But it’s not as odd as the adjacent living doll…

Dammit, Janice, you're a freak.
Dammit, Janice, you’re a freak.

To make matters crazier, I turned the page and BAM! There was another Raggedy Woman. An Italian one. WTH?

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I skimmed through the rest of it quickly and found no other Raggedy Folk, nor any explanation as to why they were there. What could I do? I had to buy it. I had to prove it to you. You see why I don’t get it?

27 thoughts on “One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other”

  1. I graduated from college in 1979, from a huge university with thousands of pictures in the yearbook.

    No Raggedys.

    So it’s not an era thing, Kerbey.

    Maybe these two both battled for the drama club lead in “Annie.”

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    1. This is a good theory, Mark. I see drama all over their faces. I’m sure they in no way regret that they chose this look for all of posterity (and WordPress) to witness. Also, I am glad you did not have to rub shoulders with such raggedyness in your university.

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    1. THAT’S WHAT IT WAS!! I was thinking Shields and Yarnell, but it wasn’t them. You nailed it. My son just said he is scarred for life. This dialogue. Really? “I want to plant a carrot but I’m afraid it won’t come up? Your carrot won’t come up! Why can’t you get your carrot up?” “Nobody ever saw a carrot so big!” Wow. Just wow.

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  2. you’ve solved a mystery here, Kerbey, by enlisting the help of your WP community. Nicely played and well done 😀 I still don’t get it,but that’s ok. Don’t have to get everything. Freaky folk. (not your WP community, of course, I’m referring to the raggedy folk)

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    1. I do feel like this was a very WP Scooby Doo moment, with Corvidae/Nate’s help. I only wish we could unmask these two women. I almost want to google them and just say, “What were you thinking?”

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      1. yes, yearbooks are forever. Here is my (unsolicited) tale: As a high school senior, I was very much “on fire” for Christ. (not mocking this–am still a Christian, but not so much in folks faces about it anymore) For my senior aspiration, which was printed by our picture in the yearbook, I had written, “To live my life for the Lord.” But I have not-great handwriting and what was printed was, “To live my life for the Ford.” Kids thought I was being funny/clever as we had read Brave New World in English class, which is all about following the society created by Henry Ford’s inventions, etc. But I was crushed–had wanted to make a statement and it ended up a joke. Which could never be erased. Cried for weeks. Now it’s funny and a good example of the things we think matter not really mattering so much.

        Went to a state university and am certain there was no yearbook. Maybe just private schools?

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      2. That makes me very sad. You were trying to do a good thing. It is quite a good tale, though. I bet you’ve steered clear of driving Fords, though. I have dozens of University of Texas yearbooks, Indiana University, and other state ones. But I believe you if you say so. I just buy what I find.

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  3. this is what happens when 2 young aspiring rodeo clown college stars have to give up their barrel hiding, bull running away from, matador pantomime dreams because their clown military dad had to move the family once again (or so he claims). Since the only “creative” elective classes to take was wood whittling and prison yard shiv making (taught by real prisoners) they decided to dress in solidarity to send a message to the small town of whapshappeningburg

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