Coming Up Tonight At 8 CDT...

A bonus mix for the night -- dedicated to my bros up in Memphis and all of you crazies in Tennessee (including my kin). Looking forward to a trip to Nashville soon! Hope some of you can join me!

Cancer is exhausting. I refuse to quit trying to improve, but I often feel like I’m trying to defy everything. My life has become such a blur, and now (one good thing) is that I’m hungry until I can eat no more and then get nauseous and it becomes one evil loop. 

I’m one of those stubborn people who at least like to fool myself into thinking I can do everything by myself, but I know that’s not true. There is no game when you’re alone. It’s just you (me) and my lonely thoughts. I often keep the TV on for background noise (and then I find myself passionately agreeing or disagreeing about whatever they’re saying).  And for the record, I refuse to watch Fox News because they’re usually so out there, but I do find myself watching Fox Business at night. How I digressed from cancer to loud TV only the good Lord knows. (There are some things I just don’t want to know!)

Searching for a home

The worst thing about selling your home (other than packing it up) is finding where you’re moving to next. If you’re searching a nearby neighborhood, it’s not so difficult because you can just drive over there and see the sign on the lawn and schedule an appointment. Doing it via online and telephone is a little more tricky, especially with these apps where you might be dealing with humans and you might not. So, I’ve narrowed it down to a couple things, namely that I don’t want to pay a lot and I don’t want a big lot. And this time I’m looking away from the water so that I don’t have that to worry about. I’d rather walk to the water than have it flood up to me.

I threw up this morning (cancer complications), but this made me laugh. Dogs are loyal; cats are funny.

As promised, a second mixshow for the weekend, including an amateurish but not too bad club mix of Taylor Swift’s “Cornelia Street.” (Mix scheduled to post at 2300.)

A few good dance-hall tracks to kick off your Spring Break. Enjoy!

A soundtrack for your Sunday ...

The Chase

Taylor Swift and the Trap of Needing To Be Liked

Swift's constant search for approval is a product of our internalized misogyny, but in 'Miss Americana,' she lets that go. We need to do the same.

This is my favorite of the #MissAmericana reviews, although I think the headline is a bit off. (Loved the doc, BTW. I subscribed to Netflix just to watch it.)

I was proud of myself for putting on this tie at age 10 or 12. (This was back when I had a full head of hair.)