This weekend the little voice in my head and I were driving around and we needed to change out CDs (I had listened to Hard Candy all week ad nauseum, needed to change it up) so my daughter picked out two other Madonna CDs - Confessions on a Dance Floor and "Madonna Veronica."

Madonna what?

"Veronica."

Madonna what? There is no "Veronica" - and as I was saying this I looked behind me to see what she was holding up.

It was Madonna's Erotica.