I don't know which radio station that is but it is very good. Hubby is sitting upstairs in front of his tv (computers). i am trying to chill about everything. The music is repetitive but nicely so, in its bass rhytmn. I have not read anything in a longtime saved from bits of The New York review of Books. I wonder what i should talk about right now. I am a bit dry with my radler tonight in terms of inspiration. I feel like talking jibberish, nonsense. Like the clouds shook their wings tonight and fluff of snow came falling down on our heads, Billy and I.