Newscoma

Damn.

This is incredible. I’m feeling all Cash tonight.

Hooterville style!

First of all, there must be snacks. SQ prefers Barbecued Little Smokies. I prefer anything with cheese in it as I’m a cheese fanatic. It must be real cheese and not Cheesy Poofs (which is incidentally, the name of Badger’s cat.) Cheese is imperative.

Second, I have my nine-year old Jevone Kearse jersey clean and ready for wearibility. My lucky blue bra must also be worn for I’m a superstitious fool. No pants required!

Third, as this is Newscoma, there must be beer. Instead of being all fancy, the bottom line is that Miller Lite is the Dom Perignon of this game. This is a tried and true tradition. Coors Light is never allowed in my home unless someone brings it for their own consumption. Otherwise, we clean the toilets with it after our guests leave.

Fourth, children are some of my favorite things. However, they will be muzzled and put in the closet if they demand to play Rock Band at top volume. If they choose to listen to Neil Diamond quietly, we might leave them tied up in the bathroom to give them a little bit of flexibility. However, if I hear them sing the Johnny Cash version, they will be released for good taste.

Fifth, there will be cussing.

Sixth, there is no six. It’s an unlucky number.

For those of you who have read this blog for any length of time know I love Johnny Cash better than cheese.

And we may have found a kid who channels him. He was playing for change apparently when he was discovered.

Whoa. This kid has it. He’s only 15-years-old. He’s name is Vince Mira.

Man…

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Wow. John Carter Cash is producing him.

Absolutely amazing.