Hey there! Tuesday’s gone. It’s Tuesday, but it’s already over. Right now, just want to hear Elton John, but I’ll have to wait. I started watching “Live with Regis and Kathie Lee”, then switched it over to Three’s Company, a sitcom that aired from 1977 to 1984. Got the DVD with “No Children, No Dogs”: Season 1, Episode 4. The episode is about how Larry gives Jack and the girls a puppy even though Roper doesn’t allow pets. I’ve seen it before, but I never watched it today. I’m still busy listening to WRICH 109.9 FM and WOW 87.7 FM.
I’m also still listening to AM 2200. It’s all featured in Technossance Magazine’s breakthrough issues. I’m almost up to the Christian radio portions. There are different branches of Christianity. I’ll sometimes follow the belief of the “second coming” of Jesus Christ. I’ll sometimes follow Gnostic religion. How do you know Jim Morrison isn’t the return of Jesus?
Ed Sullivan earned his place in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame not just for hosting a variety show, but for putting pivotal moments of music history on national television — what some might call a “second coming” of rock and roll energy, through allowing Jim Morrison to perform, signaling a willingness to embrace the raw, religious edge.
My record collection rocks.
Top 5 Songs for April 21st, 2026:
- “Holiday” by Green Day ‧ 2004.
- “Territorial Pissings” by Nirvana ‧ 1991.
- “Back Door Man” by The Doors ‧ 1967.
- “Return to Sender” by Elvis Presley ‧ 1962.
- “I Wish You Would” by Taylor Swift ‧ 2014.
Today’s Top 3 Elton John tunes:
- “Bad Side Of The Moon” (Live) by Elton John ‧ 1970.
- “Where To Now St. Peter?” by Elton John ‧ 1970.
- “Your Song” by Elton John ‧ 1970.
Really! I just wanted to hear Elton John. You could go down a rabbit hole with Elton John’s catalogue, but I don’t have too many of his albums. I prefer to go down my own rabbit hole.
Lately, I’m mostly tuned into parody radio. Some more fine-tuning, and I’m tuned into RTTV.
I recently celebrated my 150th birthday. But I care about the youth. I care about that young 104-year-old woman and her spring garden.
At 104, Ms. Alder moved slowly but with purpose, her hands still remembering the shape of work. In the yard, the soil was soft with spring, and beside her stood Orlando — her kind dog, who by all reasonable accounts should not have been alive at 150, but there he was, steady as ever. He watched her with those patient eyes as she pressed seeds into the earth, and when she dropped her trowel, he nudged it back to her with surprising care.
“Still helping, are you?” she said.
They worked like that for hours, an unspoken rhythm between them. Orlando padded from spot to spot, gently pawing the ground where she pointed, as if he understood the plan better than she did. The neighbours had long since stopped asking questions. Some things, they decided, were better left alone — like the woman and the black dog.
By late afternoon, the garden was set. Rows of promise beneath the dirt. Ms. Alder leaned back, catching her breath, while Orlando settled beside her, tail brushing the grass.
“We’ll see them bloom,” she said. Orlando didn’t move, but there was something in the stillness, as if time, for the two of them, had quietly agreed to wait just a little longer.
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