Your reminiscences about the Dean Martin show brought to mind one woman who didn't fit into either of the categories you mentioned. She was a semi-regular comedienne, red hair, a bit big-hipped, usually payed either a secretly randy mouseburger or a still-randy middle aged mom. She was brilliant, and she got a lot of work in those days, but dang it, I can't find her name no matter what I try. Pity, 'cause she's well worth remembering.
@Greg from ZONE 5: That's mighty kind of you, but I'd prefer to have your seven-strike game. My personal best is when I rolled six strikes in one game at a lane in Istanbul. (Yes, I bowled two turkeys in Turkey! And yes, that's going on my tombstone.)