The only time I listen to the radio is in the car. And that’s only when we’re out running errands. If I’m going any distance, it’s CDs or the iPod depending on which one of us is driving. Yet with as little as I actually listen to the radio, I swear I hear the same damn song every time I’m in the car. It has a poppy beat you can dance to and would probably… Keep reading…Something about chocolate…