My old biology professor said he would be listening to my radio show Sunday night. He's retired and likes jazz. About the only jazz I'd play is Billie Holiday, Brad Mehldau, and Ken Nordine. Billie Holiday doesn't even exclusively do jazz, and this is more of an appreciation for her voice rather than the background music. Brad Mehldau does jazz covers of Radiohead songs. Ken Nordine recites Beat poetry over jazz tunes. On the jazz front, I don't think I will impress my professor much. But I'm not out to impress. My goal is to introduce my audience to new music that I think radiates the philosophy of rock and roll. Of course, that's not always the case, especially if I put on a 13-minute song so I can run to the bathroom or talk to a friend, thus playing a song based solely on length, but I do what I can.

Prof will just have to open up his ears to Bjork, Aphex Twin, and Gang of Four, which have been on rotation as of late.

Prof's awesome, though. He is my Jaime Escalante. Instead of inspiring an inner city Mexican-American youth to learn calculus, Prof inspired a rural somewhat-Mexican-American youth to learn biology. To embrace it and think in its terms. He was my first professor, the first lecture on the first day of school. The way he looked at us and smiled, wondering what brilliant minds he'd challenge and turn out, made me feel so much better about college. Today he remains my closest mentor.

Mentors ROCK.

I can't think of any biology-related rocknroll tunes...They Might Be Giants might be promising. Some band has a song with "DNA" in the title...Whatever. Biology is a largely untapped source of musical inspiration. Except for sex, of course.

School starts back Monday. One more semester, then college is over. I start another four years in veterinary medical school. Hot damn.