2 out of 3 is bad enough

On Sunday evening, we were surprised to see a Facebook friend had joined a group called Brittany Murphy RIP. We googled it right fast and found that sure enough, 32-year-old actress Brittany had died in Los Angeles. Not long ago, there was something in the paper about her being fired from a job for being not quite up to the part, and now this. You hate to see someone so young and talented lose their life, no matter what the cause.

Then on Saturday, actress Jennifer Jones, who represented Old Hollywood (multiple marriages, affairs, married really rich guy, lived in seclusion to the age of 90) also passed away.

By the way, just how does one get to "live in seclusion"? I mean, I know if you were married to Norton Simon and David O. Selznick as was Ms Jones, you probably have a few bucks in your sock drawer and can afford to have people around to run to the Buy-So-Low for you, but "seclusion" implies sitting in a dark house with dim lights and no one bugging you to buy raffle tickets. Delightful. Might just sign up.

Anyway, two Hollywood deaths are enough to get a lot of people all worked up about who will be the third celebrity to be taken - since "it always happens in threes." I dunno. I'm thinking more about a birth this week, one that took place a long time ago in a manger in Bethlehem.