Okay, I am obsessed. I am addicted. I am dancing by myself (not right now since I am typing this). I am loving AOL Radio's '80s Dance station. I mean Judy Torres, Trinere, TKA, Seduction, Pretty Poison... it's like high school all over again. I think I was the only person in high school who listened to this kind of music. At least in my high school. When they were all dancing to Van Halen's Jump, I was free-styling to the Cover Girls' Show Me. Bon Jovi, not for me. Jaya, oh yah!

When I was a "confused" teen, this music would put me in the groove and make me forget any worries. Of course, there was always my patron saint, Madonna. She still puts me in a good mood. But '80s Dance was more about me feeling free and strong on a dance floor. Where I could be whatever. Feel whatever. I can remember going to the Iguana somewhere in Southern Jersey with my cousin Carol. It may have been the first time I got on a podium to dance. It definitely was an awakening. For me and her. Later.  ¶ 11:43 PM