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1986 – A Good Year

Wednesday, August 24th, 2005

Top 100 Hits of 1986 / Top 100 Songs of 1986


1. That’s What Friends Are For, Dionne Warwick, Elton John, and Gladys Knight

2. Say You, Say Me, Lionel Richie

3. I Miss You, Klymaxx

4. On My Own , Patti Labelle and Michael McDonald

5. Broken Wings, Mr. Mister

6. How Will I Know, Whitney Houston

7. Party All The Time, Eddie Murphy

8. Burning Heart, Survivor

9. Kyrie, Mr. Mister

10. Addicted To Love, Robert Palmer

11. Greatest Love Of All, Whitney Houston

12. Secret Lovers, Atlantic Starr

13. Friends And Lovers, Carl Anderson and Gloria Loring

14. Glory Of Love, Peter Cetera

15. West End Girls, Pet Shop Boys

16. There’ll Be Sad Songs, Billy Ocean

17. Alive And Kicking, Simple Minds

18. Never, Heart

19. Kiss, Prince and The Revolution

20. Higher Love, Steve Winwood

21. Stuck With You, Huey Lewis and The News

22. Holding Back The Years, Simply Red

23. Sledgehammer, Peter Gabriel

24. Sara, Starship

25. Human, Human League

26. I Can’t Wait, Nu Shooz

27. Take My Breath Away, Berlin

28. Rock Me Amadeus, Falco

29. Papa Don’t Preach, Madonna

30. You Give Love A Bad Name, Bon Jovi

31. When The Going Gets Tough, Billy Ocean

32. When I Think Of You, Janet Jackson

33. These Dreams, Heart

34. Don’t Forget Me (When I’m Gone), Glass Tiger

35. Live To Tell, Madonna

36. Mad About You, Belinda Carlisle

37. Something About You, Level 42

38. Venus, Bananarama

39. Dancing On The Ceiling, Lionel Richie

40. Conga, Miami Sound Machine

41. True Colors, Cyndi Lauper

42. Danger Zone, Kenny Loggins

43. What Have You Done For Me Lately, Janet Jackson

44. No One Is To Blame, Howard Jones

45. Let’s Go All The Way, Sly Fox

46. I Didn’t Mean To Turn You On, Robert Palmer

47. Words Get In The Way, Miami Sound Machine

48. Manic Monday, Bangles

49. Walk Of Life, Dire Straits

50. Amanda, Boston

51. Two Of Hearts, Stacey Q

52. Crush On You, Jets

53. If You Leave, Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark

54. Invisible Touch, Genesis

55. The Sweetest Taboo, Sade

56. What You Need, INXS

57. Talk To Me, Stevie Nicks

58. Nasty, Janet Jackson

59. Take Me Home Tonight, Eddie Money

60. We Don’t Have To Take Our Clothes Off, Jermaine Stewart

61. All Cried Out, Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam With Full Force

62. Your Love, Outfield

63. I’m Your Man, Wham!

64. Perfect Way, Scritti Politti

65. Living In America, James Brown

66. R.O.C.K. In The U.S.A., John Cougar Mellencamp

67. Who’s Johnny, El Debarge

68. Word Up, Cameo

69. Why Can’t This Be Love, Van Halen

70. Silent Running, Mike and The Mechanics

71. Typical Male, Tina Turner

72. Small Town, John Cougar Mellencamp

73. Tarzan Boy, Baltimora

74. All I Need Is A Miracle, Mike and The Mechanics

75. Sweet Freedom, Michael McDonald

76. True Blue, Madonna

77. Rumors, Timex Social Club

78. Life In A Northern Town, Dream Academy

79. Bad Boy, Miami Sound Machine

80. Sleeping Bag, ZZ Top

81. Tonight She Comes, Cars

82. Love Touch, Rod Stewart

83. A Love Bizarre, Sheila E.

84. Throwing It All Away, Genesis

85. Baby Love, Regina

86. Election Day, Arcadia

87. Nikita, Elton John

88. Take Me Home, Phil Collins

89. Walk This Way, Run-D.M.C.

90. Sweet Love, Anita Baker

91. Your Wildest Dreams, Moody Blues

92. Spies Like Us, Paul McCartney

93. Object Of My Desire, Starpoint

94. Dreamtime, Daryl Hall

95. Tender Love, Force M.D.’s

96. King For A Day, Thompson Twins

97. Love Will Conquer All, Lionel Richie

98. A Different Corner, George Michael

99. I’ll Be Over You, Toto

100. Go Home, Stevie Wonder

What’s That?

Saturday, August 20th, 2005

My cat, JeanLuc, has been on a puking/not eating well track.

For his contributions to my rug, he got to go in the car (bad), to the vet (badder) in the middle of a rainstorm that generated a few tornadoes nearby (ridiculous).

Vet had a new x-ray developer machine, so he got a free one so she could try it out. He goes down in history as the first picture she took with her new toy.

Cat physiognomy is rather interesting – I got to see all of his bits, including his colon and the gas bubbles in it. Vet says he’s working on a) a fantastic hairball or b) a log worthy of a frat boy after a steak-eating contest, or c) both. Um, yeah, so probably shouldn’t clean the carpets just yet.

Morning drivers

Saturday, August 13th, 2005

I drive to work around 6:45am every morning, on residential streets for the most part.

Should be a lovely drive, BUT

1. Old people like to drive at 6:45 am. And every day is Sunday for them. 40 km/h down each and every street in the American-made boat-cars (fedora in back window optional). If there’s something to look at, they invariably drift to the left or the right. If a turn is coming up, say, a kilometre from now, by all means put on your blinker.

2. Some assh*le has joined my route. Like I said, I’m on residential streets, so not really a passing lane. Buddy is impatient with the old people and the people who dare to go only 60 km/h in a 50. So he WEAVES between cars and passes pretty much on the sidewalk in his hurry to get… where? work? Not only is he an assh*le, he’s ridiculous. If you are rushing to get to work at that time in the morning and you’re not on punch-clock, you just need to get a life.

Bottom line, I think it should be a rule that no one else is driving when I’m driving. With any luck, some great car tune will be on the radio and I can open the sun roof and cruise into the parking lot with a smile on my face…

Satiated at last

Saturday, August 6th, 2005

yep. car lots got me.

My shiny new Subaru Legacy Ltd. and I are bonding. It’s kind of a smoky blue colour, with dual exhaust, AWD, black leather interior, sun roof, 6-CD stacked player, bum warmers…

We drove down to Toronto in a rain storm a few weeks ago and I’m pretty sure she (car) would have enjoyed going 150 km/h through that (though I couldn’t see more than 50 ft in front of me).

My ceilings are looking pretty good and I’ve recovered from the crick in my neck due to painting.

Was watching a show about chimps. They were playing, communicating with each other, displaying a breadth and depth of diverse personalities that is so familiar and human. And then it was time to hunt.

All of the males from the tribe gathered together and crept along the forest floor, listening and looking up for small monkeys in the early morning. Then, in a burst of speed they climbed the trees in military fashion. The alpha was the first to grab a monkey in mid-air, and then bite its head off. The shocking spurt of blood and the lifeless small body of the monkey stayed in frame with a close-up of the alpha chewing contentedly on his meat.

The most shocking part was that he was still familiar.