Confirmation Bias

Confirmation Bias Definition:
The tendency to interpret new evidence as confirmation of one’s existing beliefs or theories.

It is June, PRIDE month. As I road trip across the country, I see we have raised our rainbow flags, applied our social media filters and planned great parties and parades.


On the surface, I love this! I have a robust group of friends that identify as LGBTQ and I love celebrating them! Personally, I have never understood the drama about identity and why some people (including a plethora of elected officials) get so bent out of shape about it. None of these identifying characteristics affects anyone except the individual.

When I reflect a bit more, I am faced with this question – Why in 2018 do we have a month of recognition for people who should just be able to be people?

People are people, love is love – get over it!

Don’t get me wrong, I understand the symbolism of why PRIDE is in June, but here is what stirs me. In Florida, it has been two years since the tragedy at Pulse, I see the online support for the families, demonstrations in Orlando, and the anger from people that will never again hold that friend, but there are fewer discriminatory protections now than when that disaster happened. Are we merely existing in an echo chamber? Will people that feel hate toward this community be positively affected because of PRIDE or is this a classic example of confirmation bias?

Personally, I don’t believe that PRIDE flags and rainbow streamers really change anything. Instead, let’s allocate the resources spent on these fun accouterments on registering people to vote, driving a neighbor to his or her polling place, or providing support for LGBTQ teens that are being bullied. Let’s fill the chambers of our local government when they are making laws and let’s drive a bus to Tallahassee to continue to demand change instead of singing to our own choir.

Don’t get me wrong, I will show up to party in glitter and feathers, but I want to do more.

Happy PRIDE!


My Playlist – Part One


Music is something I have always been passionate about, and this road trip needs a soundtrack. A string of memories that will last a lifetime and bring back smiles for the miles spent on the road.

From the time I was very young, I remember musical moments having an impact and staying with me over time. As a dancer, music became even more significant in my life, and now there is nothing I can do to stop myself from moving when I hear a piece of music that stirs me. Even in my sleep, my feet move to the beat – so I have been told.

I enjoy most types of music, except for hard metal, which just makes me anxious. From country to classical my favorites crisscross genres like a Florida driver changes lanes.

This journey started with “Let the Monkey Drive” by Sparks. As time passed, I bounced around including my favorite Pandora station: Sunday Funday Brunch. This is my go to in the mornings. I love the classics! “At Last” by Ella Fitzgerald, “Unforgettable” by Louis Armstrong,  and “Fly Me to the Moon” by Frank Sinatra

At night the Gipsy Kings are always on the menu. This band takes me back to my early days in Sarasota, living in a warehouse, teaching, and dancing the night away at the Alley Cat Café. Listen to “Djobi Doba.” Get up and dance!

My favorite soundtrack is Reservoir Dogs, and I am a sucker for some old-school rap from Arrested Development. “Mr.Wendal” makes it to the top of this list.

I recently saw Public Service Broadcasting live in Brighton, England. If you haven’t heard them, check them out! As a lover of the space program, I get down to “Go,” but enjoy all of their work. When you combine the subject matter and artistry with the appreciation of musicians and their instruments, it is magic.

My guilty pleasure is Pink and her new album, “Beautiful Trauma” is great. I play it end to end every time and “I Am Here” needs to be played at full volume!

More to come…what song stirs you?

Oh yeah, food blends nicely with music as well! I stopped by the market after a busy day and grabbed some veggies to grill out last night. Skewered vegetables painted with a little olive oil, and S&P on the grill – voilà – dinner. I poured my first glass of Candian red wine and turned on “Both Sides” by Candian artist Joni Mitchell to round out my evening.