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I got tagged, not once, but twice with this musical meme. Here’s what you do:

1. Go to the Billboard #1 Hits listings ;
2. Pick the year you turned 18;
3. Get nostalgic over the songs of the year;
4. Pick 5 songs and write something about how these songs affected you;
5. Pass it on to 5 more friends.

Just to be a brat, I’m not going to tell you what year I turned 18, you’ll have to figure it out for yourself.

You Needed Me, by Anne Murray. I can’t help it. I was a singer in my younger days and Anne Murray had the perfect voice range for me.

Fooling Yourself (Angry Young Man), by Styx. I think Styx was my very favorite band back then. Bought all their albums and got to see them in concert. And Tommy Shaw—oh my.

Dust in the Wind, by Kansas. They were another favorite band I got to see in concert. Loved this song and thought the music was beautiful.

You Don’t Bring Me Flowers, by Barbra Streisand and Neil Diamond. I cannot stand Babs anymore, but I love Neil Diamond. I’ve seen him twice in concert, best performer I think I’ve ever seen.

You’re the One That I Want, by Olivia Newton-John and John Travolta. I forgot Grease was a biggie back then. Just a fun song, especially after all the other “deep” ones. Hell, no wonder I was depressed!

Again, Lovi and Kate are the only ones left. Your choice.

Now this was just a fun one that I’ve seen at Holly’s and Kate’s. Go to Google, enter your blogger name and each of the following: needs, is, likes, wants, gets, says, does, eats.

Flo needs constant support—of course I do.

Flo is a manufacturer of hygienic diaphragm valves—I don’t think I want to see one of those, but at least they’re hygienic.

Flo likes to bring home dead animals sometimes—and here all this time we’ve been blaming PJ.
Flo likes to stay up late and party around, or talk on the phone until all hours of the night—ah yes, back in the good ol’ days.

Flo wants to have a Pimp Stand—because I certainly don’t want him to Sit.
Flo also wants to thank the inspectors and volunteers all over the world for their highly valued contributions—because I couldn’t have watched the pimp all by myself to make sure he didn’t sit.

Flo gets packed on weekends—I think they meant to say she gets smashed.

Flo says: First, we are talking about a man—well duhhhhhhh.
Flo says: Start taking your car to get gas and get it washed yourself—yep, that’s exactly what I tell MFD.

Flo does a pretty good job appearing as a natural extension of the console—and you thought I was just MPD. Turns out I can morph, too.
Flo does not have anything in her mouth—it was nasty, so I spit it out.

Flo eats, drinks and seems the jovial gangster—damn, busted. I was hoping nobody would find out about Gangsta Gidget.

Flo