tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post4283849878260372438..comments2024-01-25T13:54:32.435-07:00Comments on steenky bee: I Spent Four Glorious Hours With The 80ssteenky beehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570171606663745423noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-17128661807020644032009-04-17T09:36:00.000-06:002009-04-17T09:36:00.000-06:00Mr. Mustang and I are hooked on Rock of Love and n...Mr. Mustang and I are hooked on Rock of Love and now Tough Love..Also, (because it seems relevant) we let Dog the Bounty Hunter suck up our Wednesday nights.. Yes, we're classy like that. That's how we roll.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-78797987397297547612009-04-14T19:24:00.000-06:002009-04-14T19:24:00.000-06:00Okay man, I'm totally with your husband...any song...Okay man, I'm totally with your husband...any song that was in the movie Iron Eagle is A-OK in my book!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-28439182268013414672009-04-14T06:53:00.000-06:002009-04-14T06:53:00.000-06:00OHS, you crack me up! And the boys had their firs...OHS, you crack me up! And the boys had their first driveway song the other day...too funny to see them jammin' to some old rock song whose title I've forgotten at the moment....probably a O-HW ;-)HarryJack's Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02936408147317949638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-25337354567883954892009-04-09T06:25:00.000-06:002009-04-09T06:25:00.000-06:00The 80's were a great time for me...because of and...The 80's were a great time for me...because of and in spite of some of the music! ;)Stacy Uncorkedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10084619026794128825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-35602211643919797372009-04-08T10:09:00.000-06:002009-04-08T10:09:00.000-06:00"Come on Eileen" is THE best song of the 80's. I d..."Come on Eileen" is THE best song of the 80's. I don't care what anyone says.blissfully caffeinatedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00857689482419899398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-75194178459167924072009-04-08T09:08:00.000-06:002009-04-08T09:08:00.000-06:00This post brings bad so many memories...make-out s...This post brings bad so many memories...make-out songs, break-up songs, crayzee f-ed up songs..good times.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I'm still not quite sure I remember all of the 80's but I sure as HELL got my money's worth!Candy's daily Dandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18172746492146546253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-14209676050130447072009-04-08T08:22:00.000-06:002009-04-08T08:22:00.000-06:00I am still musically stuck in the 80's I confess a...I am still musically stuck in the 80's I confess and truthfully I am not willing to change that!! DAMN do I love that music!Cathy - wheresmydamnanswerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06022499029711163464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-32248246953770710492009-04-08T00:58:00.000-06:002009-04-08T00:58:00.000-06:00I have killed many a Saturday with music countdown...I have killed many a Saturday with music countdown. Yes, I watched <I>The Best Soft-Rock Ballads of All Time</I>. Christopher Cross was robbed. ROBBED, I tell you! "Think of Laura" did not make the list.Dingohttp://www.asiwassaying.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-29521793435759621272009-04-07T23:42:00.000-06:002009-04-07T23:42:00.000-06:00That sounds totally awesome. Yes, I used that 80'...That sounds totally awesome. Yes, I used that 80's phrase on purpose. I bet you could totally work a drinking game into watching that show. A shot every time a thinly veiled drag queen starts dancing to a synthesizer.FoNhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02365273380889773073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-55346872439167234952009-04-07T21:27:00.000-06:002009-04-07T21:27:00.000-06:00It is taking all the willpower I can muster NOT to...It is taking all the willpower I can muster NOT to click on the "It Takes Two" link. That's the last thing I need floating around in my head at this late hour - images of awkward school dances and me in stirrup pants. Eek.Mrsbearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16338013137281543065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-65092963717763277562009-04-07T21:22:00.000-06:002009-04-07T21:22:00.000-06:00You may not have been reading me way back when but...You may not have been reading me way back when but I posted a posty post about this same thing. VH1 had a weekend where they did alphabetical 80's. Sadly, I had a couple of friends over, the weather was warm, the wine was flowing, we were on my back porch. Singing. Loudly. <BR/><BR/>I am happy to report the restraining order the neighbors attempted to take out did not stick.<BR/><BR/>But I do have an official order from the police here that I am no longer allowed on my back porch without duct tape on my mouth. *sigh*The Stiletto Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10206822797293852486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-77644189732627899932009-04-07T20:45:00.000-06:002009-04-07T20:45:00.000-06:00I watched the countdown too but then I finished it...I watched the countdown too but then I finished it with the sluts of the sunset strip who banged all the hair bands until they all got crabs. Ahhhh yes, being old and married has it's excitement.Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12525264720105877075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-63926805622428494532009-04-07T20:37:00.000-06:002009-04-07T20:37:00.000-06:00We played "It Takes Two" at our wedding reception....We played "It Takes Two" at our wedding reception. 1, 2, 3, Get loose now...Jon Daytonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17249074125721849866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-19241660222741545172009-04-07T20:32:00.000-06:002009-04-07T20:32:00.000-06:00This was better than going to school. Learn so mu...This was better than going to school. Learn so much on the blogs.Pseudohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10430783970802030846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-23371382410559257362009-04-07T20:13:00.000-06:002009-04-07T20:13:00.000-06:00The husband and I love those countdowns, but we're...The husband and I love those countdowns, but we're never satisfied with the number one song, never, ever!<BR/><BR/>Beware of the Behind the Music shows. They're like crack cocaine.Lolahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07370267947354641941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-65744881954154186572009-04-07T19:44:00.000-06:002009-04-07T19:44:00.000-06:00My husband is trying to stage a one-man revival of...My husband is trying to stage a one-man revival of Men Without Hats. I have more trivia concerning them in my brain than is healthy, and my child recognizes ALL their songs because his father sits him in front of You Tube and plays them.<BR/><BR/>Sigh.Keelyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323783519078200647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-74789209734377771432009-04-07T19:32:00.000-06:002009-04-07T19:32:00.000-06:00"She's Like the Wind" by Patrick Swayze. Worst so..."She's Like the Wind" by Patrick Swayze. Worst song I ever loved.Jennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03776942311638100226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-29503904285646780352009-04-07T18:56:00.000-06:002009-04-07T18:56:00.000-06:00I'm pretty sure you stuck Mr Roboto in my head onc...I'm pretty sure you stuck Mr Roboto in my head once before so this makes twice. It takes two to make a thing go right. Thanks for that.Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13477976300026766137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-90652084761000479262009-04-07T18:36:00.000-06:002009-04-07T18:36:00.000-06:00I am not commenting on the whole MIH deal. I do ha...I am not commenting on the whole MIH deal. I do hang out with midgets though. Whatever.<BR/><BR/>I went out for Vietnamese for lunch today and, swear to God, they were playing 80's hits, but in Vietnamese. The play list was stunning, though my personal favourite was Dexy's Midnight Runners. Just something about the way it translates into a guttural Asian language spoke to me.Captain Dumbasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02214826608461609241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-74341622823334460632009-04-07T18:10:00.000-06:002009-04-07T18:10:00.000-06:00My range of programming starts at 229 (hgtv) and e...My range of programming starts at 229 (hgtv) and ends at 299 (Nick). I need to start venturing in the 300's--sounds like good stuff!Alihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13804986298540603425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-81662260550518686422009-04-07T17:23:00.000-06:002009-04-07T17:23:00.000-06:00First - that's some all kinds of sexy up there in ...First - that's some all kinds of sexy up there in the left hand corner of your bloggo, yo!<BR/><BR/>Second - I do not care that Tommy Shaw would disagree with this statement, but I'm just going to put it out there - Dennis DeYoung is a god. A weird, interesting choice for a god god. Mr. Roboto is a killer driveway song. So is The Proclaimers' 500 Miles, though, truth be told, I'm often *actually* driving when I hear that, and in keeping with the spirit of the song (except I am usually only driving less than 10 miles roundtrip and not, in fact, walking 500 miles), I bust that out big time when it starts up. If that song wasn't on the list, well, then, all I can say is there is no Dennis DeYoung.for a different kind of girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431273646365489225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-81950197540413053552009-04-07T15:18:00.000-06:002009-04-07T15:18:00.000-06:00i'm with FADKOG re: Mr. Roboto.i'm with FADKOG re: Mr. Roboto.Bexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13813676969096171175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-50526424658325577292009-04-07T14:50:00.000-06:002009-04-07T14:50:00.000-06:00When I got married in 1986, the DJ played the song...When I got married in 1986, the DJ played the song 'Gloria' by Laura Branigan and it was mayhem on the dance floor. I'm talking, people joining hands and reeling around in concentric cirles going in opposite directions... it was epic! I pity anybody who had to get married in any other decade.Cakelethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352899584842914863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-15112575904431673912009-04-07T14:15:00.000-06:002009-04-07T14:15:00.000-06:00Too funny. I have actually spent a few solid hour...Too funny. I have actually spent a few solid hours of my life that I will never get back watching VH1 for similiar programs.Kingsmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11729898056999362906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3137845132898151459.post-58990852110610729652009-04-07T14:10:00.000-06:002009-04-07T14:10:00.000-06:00I saw that a few weeks ago when it first aired!!! ...I saw that a few weeks ago when it first aired!!! I am a child of the 80s and I loved it. funny that i remembered it all!! Did you catch that video for "It's Raining Men"? Now that was just weirdKrystalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00117154382205214961noreply@blogger.com