In case anyone is wondering who my erotic obsessions currently are, they consist of the following:

1. The Food Network's Rachael Ray
2. Tim Burton's Corpse Bride
3. Kelly McGillis, circa 1986

That last one may seem a bit dated, but I rented Top Gun this weekend, and McGillis just knocked me sideways. I hadn't seen Top Gun since I was about twelve years old, and it's interesting how well that love story—which seemed like an afterthought at the time—holds up. I'm also shocked, shocked that "Take My Breath Away" failed to make AFI's "100 Years, 100 Songs" list. Presumably, it was knocked off by "Up Where We Belong," which is sort of like ranking Goose above Iceman.