Somehow, in the deep dark hole I live in, where little news penetrates the Cheerios in my hair and toddler screams ringing in my ears, I managed to not know who this guy was until recently. Here’s the best part. He lives right up the street. That’s right, I live about 10 minutes away from Chris Daughtry. I’d heard the name, and Idol this and Idol that, never have watched that show. Mostly because I spend the better part of the evening trying to convince my child that he is not going to miss something by resting his eyes for a couple hours. Thus I have very few TV shows that I commit to watching on a regular basis. It is just a set up for failure, making me irritated with Caleb, hoping Scott remembers to record it. Yes I don’t have TiVo. I don’t have a DVD-R attached to my TV or anything. I still use a VCR. Yes they still make those, and yes it still works. In fact my friend Kelly send me an email one Christmas. You see, she lives in California, aaaaall the way across the United States from me. I could basically see her jumping up an down through email, because her fiance had gotten her TiVo for Christmas. I had to look it up to find out what it was. *Hangs head in shame* See I told you…I don’t get much news around here. Anyway, back to Chris. He wrote a song called “Home.” I recognize most of the scenes in the video because I drive by them daily. How cool is that? Well, I think it is cool. And I love the song. So I have a new artist. Yay! That’s all, I’m done. Just watch it.
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