I was in the car enjoying some classic rock for a change, when all of a sudden I caught myself agreeing with something said on the John Tesh show. I’ve been prescribed a steady diet of Ke$ha, Black Eyed Peas and Icona Pop. The doctor has insisted there can be no music from Paris Hilton’s upcoming album – that is strictly a placebo. My wife beats me hourly with a picture of John Tesh. We will fight this battle against aging together. I can only hope that love will triumph.