For a certain cohort, that phrase brings to mind The Monkees and their 1966 song.
For a younger cohort, it brings to mind the Smash Mouth 2001 performance in what became Shrek 1.
I have to admit, this being the week for it, that I don’t know if these faces that I saw this week are female or not. You be the judge.
Hiding in plain sight in my laundry room for 11 years.
Hiding on the back of the Sony remote controls: “The Scream” meets “Home Alone.”
The washer face is male. It either has a moustache, or pimples. The remote controls are female. I think I know why, but the words won’t come.
Jim T
Jim – I get the moustache. It looks like the words wouldn’t come to the remote-control faces either . . .
Isabel
I don’t know about starting to see faces everywhere.
Has it come to this? Lol.
If you start hearing voices too, tell Ivan. Yikes.
Tom
Tom – So far they don’t talk to me. So far.
“…then I saw her face, now I’m a believer…” “I’m A Believer” was written by the great Neil Diamond in 1966. But yes, it does bring back wistful memories of The Monkees (sigh). For another perspective, perhaps more appropriate to our times, maybe check out the lyrics to “Mad World”…”All around me are familiar faces…”.
Seeing faces everywhere — it’s just you waking up to the visual world around you that has always been there. It is saying hello!
Barbara – I guess so. I wonder what else is out there that I’m not tuned to see/notice.
I don’t know, but as for your first “sighting” (above) sometimes a button is just a cigar.
Barbara – I agree it’s not evocative. More “technically correct.”