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Hi ya'll. Welcome back to this here kitchen. And hell...welcome back to this here blog!

As a writer and so many other things, I'd like to think that Regarding Everything is regarding YOU, in some way or another. So, once again thank you for stopping by. I hope I can make you think outside that cluster-f***** box, or at least laugh. I've always said laughter is the most affordable and self-efficient therapy there is to be had. Laugh when you'd rather not. You won't regret it.

So, I'm from Houston. "Hillbilly" is not quite my geographical disposition, but man is it fun talking like one! And on that note, I must admit I did live in Hot Springs, Arkansas for two years, years ago. So, thanks to those of you out there yonder who taught me how to talk this way. Couldn't do it without you!

This video blog is about one thing and one thing only. It's about YOUR SONG. Life in itself is a song, it's not just a dance. And your life is YOUR SONG, so sing it! Then dance to it. And hell, put on a show while you're at it, and show the world who you are. 'Cause life is short...when you're having fun.

It may take us an entire lifetime before we've written our song, but regardless...there's a melody inside each of us. I believe in the sad song, and I believe in the happy song. We're gonna write lots of songs.

But there will come a day when we will write our ANTHEM. And that anthem will be YOUR SONG.
This is the tune you'll waltz to at the edge of the world. It's the song you'll sing right before you die, and it's the song you'll sing just before you come ALIVE.

So, dance in heaven and dance here on Earth. Dance like no one is watching you...wishing they too were so incredibly courageous. Inspire the world one kick-ball-chain at a time!

But first...write your song. You ain't gotta be Loretta Lynn.


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