Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365-page book. Write a good one.

She's not perfect, but she tries so hard for me. And I thank God, that she isn't, cause how boring that would be.

She's a yellow pair of running shoes, a holey pair of jeans. She looks great in cheap sunglasses, she looks great in anything. She's, "I want a piece of chocolate cake; take me to a movie." She's a, "I can't find a thing to wear." Now and then she's moody. She's a Saturn with a sunroof with her brown hair blowing. She's a warm conversation I wouldn't miss for nothing. She's a fighter when she's mad and she's a lover when she's lovin'.

That there's no more important decision in life than who you marry.

I changed my mindset and figured, Why not try to be really entertaining instrumentally?

I'm sure there are a few things in my CD collection that might surprise people. I like classical music, the blues, and I'm a big fan of alternative rock.

Deep down, I'm just a West Virginia hillbilly.