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Knowing nothing about Sandra Dee's personal life, and wondering what

catelin meant about her dying of a broken heart, I just went to read some obits. Her given name? Alexandra Zuck.

Seems a bloody shame she didn't just go by that. Agreed?

The heartbreak apparently involved childhood sexual abuse, a stage mother (is "stage" the expression for a parent who pushes a child into show biz? i'm suddenly drawing a blank), alcohol problems, depression, anorexia, and a veritable nervous breakdown after her mother died.

In other news, I am free from the all-day faint but persistent high-pitched screeching I thought at first was outside, then thought was my monitor, then realized was coming from my desk lamp. The lightbulb's death rattle. Or last throes, more accurately. The absence of that brain-piercing pitch is such a relief I want to dance. (Not as much as

radicalteacher probably does, but she's dancier than the average bear, I'd wager.)

And now Sandra Dee has me thinking on things old ex- D and new ex- H have/had in common. Any guesses why? (No, it's not prompted by Dee/Zuck's "mother issues.")

What one's past loves have in common . . . interesting topic . . .

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Xandra Zuck, Xandra Dee-Zuck, or Xandra Zuck-Dee would've all been much more interesting, yeah. The third one gets my vote.

Actually, if Bev and I ever form a punk rock band, I think I'll push for her punk pseudonym to be Xandra Zuck-Dee. (Mine is going to be H. P. Dikshit, after an MR reviewer from Istanbul of whose name I am particularly fond. Because I'm twelve.)

If you two then get married, will you be the Dikshit-Zuck-Dees, or the ZUCK-DEE-DIKShits????? lol

(Because I'm ten---girls "mature" faster!)

Well, they both did have parent issues. No question there. Hmm, what else? I'm drawing a blank here, as well.

Okay, here it's that they both liked Grease---which featured "Look at Me, I'm Sandra Dee."

I never would have guessed that in a million years!

And those damned monkeys with the cymbals. I've seen way to many b movies with those as the horror plot device. Nasty little things! Them and clowns: good old-fashioned nightmare fuel.

When I was in high school, I worked at a Brookstones in a mall -- it's a nifty gadget store for the upper and upper-middle classes, in case you haven't had the joy of experiencing it.

They sell these machines that emit an high frequency noise ostentably to scare away bugs from your garden. Unfortunately, people would come in, turn them on, and say Gee I Can't Hear It. They'd leave it on and depart.

Everyone working in the store would get so cranky and bitchy until the damn things were turned off.

That sounds worse than working where there's a customer-use sample of some fight-song-playing figurine or bottle opener, or toy monkey that claps cymbals or something.

Well, maybe the toy monkey would be worse.

Ohhh, I hate anything high pitched like that. They drive me out of my mind. some people have those devices to keep mosquitos away and I want to crawl out of my skin. Same with those supposed deer protectors that keep deer out of your path. I can hear those coming like 500 yards away or more. I can't stand that stuff.

eeeeeek

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let's see. My two big LOVES had in common:
1. no college education
2. chips on their shoulders because of 1.
3. very intelligent self-made sort of guys.
4. little ambition to work for a living
5. grumpy in the morning
6. like to hike and camp
7. passionate lovers
8. passionate in general
9. dope smokers
very interesting...

I'm not surprised you like 'em smart and passionate. Shame about #2. I should do this list sometime and add something beyond "liked Grease"!

Speaking as someone who is intelligent and doesn't have a college education, I have a chip because of the way people treat me... i.e. people with college educations who assume I am not intelligent or educated because I don't have a BS (or BA, but "BS" has funnier connotations) and treat me accordingly.

Actually, I have lots of BS, but it has nothing to do with a piece of paper.

What you say is completely understandable.
I never made either of my love's feel that way, and, in turn, they both respected the fact that I'm getting mine and didn't try to belittle my education because of their own hang ups.

har!

Anybody with real smarts knows smarts isn't about formal education completed or other knowledge stored. I hate jackasses who lord their degrees over people, or look down their noses at people without one.

I forgot to add 10. Little to no respect for authority :-)

You are right about stage mothers. The term got its start with mothers who pushed their child into the theater. I think you can see that in the movie about Gypsy Rose Lee, and I'm pulling a blank for that film title.

My mother was a ringside mother... she pushed me into showing horses. It was Western-style, which was a less snooty scene than English-style. In any case, I would rather have been trail riding or reading a book.

Hollywood is still whitewashed (more like WASPwashed in the old daze), but it does seem more people are using their own names.

What one's past loves have in common . . . interesting topic . . .

Indeed. I'd never thought about it before, but now I'm thinking about pulling up similarities.

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