Thank God It's Naughty Friday

Since Cancer, the most important character in my dramatis personae, is on vacation, I have to create some gimmicks to thwart writer's block. So, I do a music post every Sunday, which is pretty low-pressure and indulges my obsession with obscure Europop. I think Friday needs a theme, as well...something which requires almost no effort, yet immediately draws eyes to the blog.

Yes, Sex! It will be fun and challenging to find something sexy, yet not too NSFW. After all, my mom reads this. (Mom, NSFW means "Not Safe For Work")

I sometimes lurk at the message boards of a website for young cancer patients called Planet Cancer. I mostly just lurk because I am, er...well over 40. The people who post in the PC forum are heroic in their struggles with the disease, and also in their determination to lead normal lives. And, an important part of being young and normal is to be sexual. In the Dating, Relationships & Sexuality forum a woman wrote:

Hi guys, I'm a little embarrassed to admit to this, but I think it is so funny and amazing, that I just have to post it, thanking the internet for the anonymity...

One night when I was in the hospital and my counts were really low, I think I was having some sexual dreams or something, and since I was awake at 4 am, I um...pleasured...myself. It was the first time in a long time, and definitely the first time since I was diagnosed with cancer. But let me tell you, it must have done some medical good because my blood counts shot up the next day! The doctors were stunned, but I didn't have the guts to tell them why!! I really think that short bit of happiness did some healing to by body and blood!

A mini-experiment followed, with her fellow posters trying to replicate the results before their scheduled tests. Their blood counts improved, too. So, not only will it not make you blind, but it may actually boost your immune system. Have a great weekend!


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Sunday Music: Elvis Costello and the Attractions

The girl wearing the purple pants on the left is me, circa 1980. I was attending art school in Columbus, Ohio at the time. The photo is copied from a blog set up by one of my former classmates. It won't mean much to any of you, but if you'd like to see lot of regrettable hair and some very good drawings (not mine!), you can check it out at: http://ccadclassof1981.blogspot.com/

I'd like to pretend that my musical tastes at the time were cutting-edge, but honestly, like a good small-town girl, I was a huge Bruce Springsteen fan. I even drove all night with friends to see him in Indianapolis, possibly the only time I've ever been to the city. I had classmates with more sophisticated taste. My friend Jon even talked me into buying the single Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division, a decision I've never regretted.

The party was outdoors, probably in the back yard of one of those remnants of residential neighborhood just east of downtown. A subwoofer was probably propped against the screen of the back porch, blasting the kind of ambiance that nearly always brought a visit from Columbus' finest. After the cops left, the volume would just creep up. Along with 70's big-arena rock, a few records reflecting the punk and new wave explosion (so far from Columbus) were ending up on the turntable. I'm sure one of them was Elvis Costello and the Attraction's 1979 album Armed Forces. Man, I know I wore my own copy out. Here's Oliver's Army, as performed on a Brit pop show.