What say we just sit back and relax for a while. Listen to a slow jam, chill, chat.

The song choice was easy. I’m jumping train cars, one to another with easy association. Mr. Jones, Mrs. Jones, and next I would play the hilarious Amy Winehouse Jones, but it’s got too many cuss words. You can search for that yourself. This was the type of music they would play on WYLD Radio New Orleans in the late evening, when everybody was snuggling with their honeys. The slow jams got much deeper than this, and went where I could not follow, so I left it alone.

We could theoretically have a deep discussion about the video. Years of therapy condensed into three minutes for your edification. There is more to it, like, oh PRACTICING, and a therapist can certainly coach you with mindfulness techniques, but this is essentially the message. We’re all replaying the same games over and over. One would hope that, knowing this, we might break the repetitive cycle, but. . . you know. . . enlightenment. It’s too much work. Pass the drug of choice, please.

It’s a great little channel, that one. Worth your time to investigate it a bit. And, maybe, you know. . ..

Oh, boy. Another frantic Monday. Later.