Just let me take you up yonder, honey. You're already wild and blue.

Listening to the Dixie Chicks earlier this afternoon has just made me lean that much futher to falling off the apple cart of civilized mature responsible adulthood. All glory, laud and praise to The Okra All-Stars forevermore! Hosanna in the highest!

P.S. I am starting to believe that listening to too much Outlaw genre music at once is making me bi-polar. I have been experiening episodes of mania, that is until Merle Haggard is played. There is nothing to be happy about listening to songs of relocated Okies living in work camps during the dust bowl and great depression.