And Lo, A Dissenting Voice Is Heard...

Well, as it turns out, at least one reader is somewhat dissatisfied with the musical selections in my last post.

How dissatisfied, you ask? To the point that she has threatened to inflict physical harm on your humble, jazz-loving scribe.

Well, OK, not her personally, but her tough friends. ("I don't want to break a nail.")

I can only imagine that in her childhood said reader endured a trauma similar to that of Homer Simpson's least favorite neighbor, Ned Flanders:

In light of such hardship, I can only remove my beret, don yet more black clothing, and offer what small solace I can with some non-beatnik-related musical stylings.

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No Static At All

Get ready!

For Stacks of Wax!

For Platters That Matter!

For The Top of the Pops!

For the songs making the tooth on the one-armed tone cobra ache because they're Just! So! Sweet!!!

...

Uh.. sorry. Channeling my inner Top 40 DJ (circa 1957) there... (I know, I know... who hasn't, right?)

Anyway, pull your chair up to the virtual Victrola, kids - it's time to give a listen to the tunes tickling the ear of Cass currently!

(Sorry again. No more patter. I promise...)

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Three(-ish) Month Update

I'll begin this by noting that I received my confirmation letter from my new employer this afternoon, which I promptly signed and sent winging back via cyberspace. OK, fax. Close enough. Anyway, I'm officially employed again - which merits another "Yea!!!" methinks. :c)

Now, back to our regularly scheduled blog post. No major revelations in this one (I can hear the sighs of relief already); I just thought I'd blather on a bit about the changes I've noticed after three and a half months on HRT.

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