I found this fun little site that tells you what the Number One song was on a specific day in history.
The guy who runs the site looks a little "A.V. Club" to me.
Here he is with Lionel Richie to prove my point.
Still, I shouldn't call this guy an "A.V. Club Nerd." I mean, a "Chorus Fag" should not judge.
Especially since "A.V. Club Nerds" were rings above "Chorus Fags" on the high school food chain back in my day.
And especially since I love this section of his site.
It's fun to find out what the Number One song was on your birthday.
It's fun and it's strangely informative.
I believe this might possibly be a better predictor of ones' lot in life than any astrologist or palm reader this side of Miss Cleo.
Take my birthday for instance.
The Number One song on my birthday was B.J. Thomas' RAINDROPS KEEP FALLIN' ON MY HEAD.
Those who know me will agree - - that just says it all!!!!
If you don't know the song, I offer you this clip of Mr. Thomas performing the song on what appears to be the set of The Blaine Community Players' production of OKLAHOMA.
B.J. looks absolutely frightening in this clip.
Watching him sing, I feel if the bastard son of Charles Manson and Squeaky Fromme stole an old costume from Tito's JACKSON FIVE days and is proudly wearing it to sing this song for Corky St. Clair right before dashes off for a date - - a "date" at which he will meet Chris Hanson on DATELINE NBC's "TO CATCH A PREDATOR," if you know what I'm talkin' about.
And that's my Life Song, if you will - - RAINDROPS KEEP FALLIN' ON MY (friggin' ) HEAD.
Makes my whole life sound like a damn ZIGGY cartoon for fuck's sake.