Please note: the music listed here is not on any playlist in my library as of yet, and I change things up all the time. Please feel free to write in and make suggestions if, when, and/o where you see fit. I'll only not include it if it's something I outright hate or if it's something I personally think sucks. I'm not meaning to be nasty, I'm just sayin'. . .

She's a Knockout
–if you're a woman and you DON'T think this song is all about you, give it a listen and see if that changes your mind.
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Hey-hey, y'all, it's springtime in Appalachia. If there's anything prettier than spring in the West Virginia mountains, either I haven't seen it, or I ain't livin' right. Yes, I'm still home-sick, but not as bad as I was, since now it has finally warmed up.

Been listening to a lot of country lately, especially stuff that played a few years ago when I was down in NC. If you ever want to know what it was like for me being a teenager in the late 80s, Brooks & Dunne's "Hillbilly Deluxe" pretty much sums it up, along with that first…

Yes, I realize I have a bad habit of writing about my own playlists. This is not an explanation, so much as it is something I just have to get out there.

I'm homesick.

My parents live 4 1/2 hours from here, as does my brother and his family, which includes my two gorgeous nieces.

It's Thanksgiving here this week. I cannot get away due to work obligations and some stuff I'm going through personally. I have listened to John Anderson's "Seminole Wind" and Alan Jackson's "Midnight in Montgomery" so much I can't get the free ones anymore, so I'm…

Spookmaster

I've always loved Halloween. Even when I was small, I loved it—the candy, the candy corn, those crazy wax lips with the gooey stuff in them and the vampire teeth, the way the air smelled like wood smoke and dead leaves—all of it, forever!

Horror movies and scary stories don't bother me (much), and I love giving out candy to all the kids in my neighborhood (MY FAVORITE PART!).

I even lived in a haunted apartment when I was in college. Most of the time, it didn't bother me. Sometimes, though, it felt like we were being watched. Our…

I Don't Come from Nowhere

For those of you who have just befriended me–hi. For those of you who aren't friends yet, but are curious and sometimes bother to read these things–hi. Why aren't we hangin' out, btw?

So anyways, here's a bit about me, in case you're wondering—That song up there, by The Quakes, is kind of the story of my life right now. I mean, it's kind of been the story of my life, but Mr. Mike Ness has nothing to do with it. Yes, it's another music reference. No, I'm not linking up the track. . .…