It's Tuesday Random Thought again. Enjoy my mind goo and then go see Keely at the Un Mom for more fun. http://www.theunmom.com/
Today's thoughts (and most of last week, actually) have been on the recent run of celebrity deaths. Because, for some odd reason, they are people I will really miss. In conversation last week, I realized that some of these people are multi generational. Each generation remembers them for something different, but we'll all remember them. Take for instance:
1) Bea Arthur- Now my parents generation remembers Miss Bea as being "Maude" in the television by that name from the 60's? 70's? Before my time, at any rate. I, however, remember her as a Golden Girl, and in Mel Brooke's "History of the World" (did you bullsh!t last week?). We all agree that she was hysterical, though. Generation Y might not even know who she was...
2) Michael Jackson- To my rents, he's the cute little one in the Jackson 5. To me, he's all Thriller. To Generation Y, he's a creepy child molester (sorry, Michael, I don't mean to blemish your memory). A Michael for all seasons, if you will.
3) Billie Mays- The older generation can remember him selling them Orange Glo. Now, we all know he sold Oxiclean. Gen Y was all ready for him to be on Pitchmen. A product for everyone...
There were two others who were just icons. For their work or not, everybody knew their names. I speak of :
1) Miss Farah Fawcett- Tragic. Just tragic. I wanted to be an Angel, I'll admit. And everyone will remember her wonderful hair. Though, in talking to a male of my generation, he has no such great memories of Farah. He wasn't a girl, so he didn't want to be an Angel. And he was too young to be interested in the pin up aspect of her. But still, very sad.
2) Dom Delouise- Hysterical. Cannon Ball Run, History of the World (if you haven't seen it, rent it. Trust me. Without your kids around). And I'm old enough to remember him pitching zip lock backs (so your tomatoes didn't smell like your onions). Some folks remember him for promoting his cooking (I believe he had a cookbook or two). I think you had to enjoy that Mel Brooks' genre of comedy to enjoy Mr. Delouise. But he was great.
At any rate, all these deaths leave me a little depressed. And it was a really long week. So, that's all your getting this Tuesday. Stop back later in the week, when I'll be doing my spin on kids. Have a random Tuesday, folks.