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My first crush ever was on Speed Racer. I knew that he already had a girlfriend, but I didn't care. I was devastated to learn that he was just a cartoon character.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
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My first crush was on Will on Land of the Lost. He was a real person but I'm pretty sure in real life he wasn't able to stop a Tyrannosaurus Rex by lodging a tree trunk in its mouth. I'm sure I would have ended up being disappointed.
I always liked Sport Billy better than Speed Racer.
But as far as crushes go, I was completely crazy over Alasdair from You Can't Do that On Television. And he was definitely real.
I was around 5 when I fell madly, deeply, spiritually in love with an actor from an old black and white movie. I never told a sould about him, but for years I tried to find out who he was. Now I can't even remember what the movie was. It was an adaptation of Robin Hood, or Sleeping Beauty, or Cinderella, or something like that. Whatever it was, the guy was probably dead when I saw it.
Then came Donnie AND Marie Osmond.
When I was very young I was totally in love with Davy Jones from The Monkeys and would kiss the tv when his face came up.
Then at at some point I saw Jim Morrison on television singing "Come On Baby Light My Fire" and I was like Bobby from the Brady Bunch when the fireworks went off.
Guys don't lust like this :)
Sadly, it looks like I'm the only one who had trouble distinguishing animation from reality.
Nope, you're not the only one, Niobe. I was also in love with Speed Racer--and I'd have fought both you AND that wench Trixie for him, if it came to that! Before that I'd had a little thaing for the Green Lantern, but that didn't work out. (It's okay, I'm over it now.)
(By the way, as a child I also thought of numbers as having genders--and have never met anyone else who even remotely knew what I was talking about. Sometimes, oddly, doing math when I was very tired created weird stories. The relationships between the numbers--girls, boys, women, men--would start to suggest a narrative which would go on as an undertone to my math homework. Bizarre.)
On a different note, I've just found your blog, and wanted to say how sorry I am for your losses and what you've been through. No one should have to suffer that way. No one.
Hi Zee!
::waving wildly::
I'm very glad to hear that you shared my feelings about both Speed Racer and numbers. It makes me feel so much more, you know, normal.
I felt the same way about President Bush.
Hi again, Niobe!
::waving wildly back::
For me it's not so much a feeling being more "normal" as it is a feeling of "Thank GOD I'm not the only one who showed up wearing a chicken suit!"
If that makes any sense...
Nope he exists! His name is Mr. H
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