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JC was in Texas!  He clearly had a very short visit, because Texas is still Texas.

You might recognize this image from JC’s infamous tryout to be the new guitarist for Motorhead in June 1982.  He certainly has flair and it’s obvious this appearance on a bacon and egg breakfast taco is an homage to “War-Pig”.

Rock on, JC.

Can’t say I blame him.  I’ve always meant to go myself.  I want me a pot of gold.

An American tourist (what a surprise!) saw JC mugging it up on the Cliffs of Moher in County Clare.

“I definitely felt a divine presence,” Clifford told HuffPost Weird News. “To me, it was definitely a face, but I realize some people may interpret it differently.”

Clifford feels her training as a pilot has honed her vision and also taught her to be skeptical about what she sees, which is why she asked the folks around her their opinions of the cliffside Christ.

 

You can paper an outhouse with the amount of times you hear mention of how special civilian pilot training is, couldn’t you?  JC knows how to be seen.  He doesn’t need no amateurs making claims about where JC is vibin’ out.  He wants qualified observers.

Clifford wants to make sure that no one can make claims that the photos have been retouched, so she is removing the disc with the photos from her digital camera so they can be saved as they are forever.

She has refused all attempts to touch up the photograph back in the United States, insisting she wants to maintain its originality.

JC likes paper qualifications.  He accepts all kinds.  Loons included.  With their photo discs and their untouched up original digital photographs.

Virgin Mary and Jesus, old Persian miniature. ...

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What a great book.

JC often shows up in popular culture.  He’s a man of the people after all.  His mother, on the other hand, is not as apt to make appearances.  Sure, you see some bleeding statues and whatnot (here she tries to save Randy Marsh, everyone’s Father of the Millennium), but usually she keeps her work low-key.

Nevertheless, there she was with a cameo on Bones.

Two garbage men at a dump appreciate their new coworker, a garbage chick. One admonishes the other that God doesn’t appreciate lusty thoughts. He replies if God doesn’t want him talking like that, he should send a sign. They move to another bale of garbage and there’s his sign: a bloody outline of a woman in cardboard. They think it’s the Virgin Mary.

Bones and Booth arrive. Even Booth crosses himself. But Bones runs a quick chemical test: not a miracle, dried blood. The onlookers, which include a priest, watch as the team unbales the garbage. Inside the pallet they find a crushed, mushy, soggy body.

The characters, of course, identify a dead body (the show is called Bones, after all) and move on without considering the message.  It’s really no wonder that the old lady showed up on Bones, which discusses religiosity in as much depth as any primetime police procedural is likely to.

I’m pretty sure Mary would side with Dr. Brennan.  The Virgin is very pragmatic.

JC cares about customer service, so it’s no surprise that you might find him on a feedback form from a Wal-Mart in South Carolina.  JC also loves big savings.

You think that the three days was just a coincidence?

The face of Jesus Christ appeared 3 days later on their Wal-Mart photography receipt.

On the other hand, maybe that’s actually actor and human curiosity Vincent Gallo.  He’s been known to do odd things.  This wouldn’t be the strangest thing Vince has ever gotten up to.

Maybe it’s a crazy marketing scheme for La leggenda di Kaspar Hauser.

Perhaps it all links into Wal-Mart’s new streaming online movie services.

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