I watch CMT because it has a higher video to annoying crappy shows like "I Love Hulk - Really 4" with actual videos until 2 pm. Sure if I sprang for another $10/month I could another box and have all music all the time, but we all have to make financial sacrifices these days.

I've never had anything against Country music really, except it's not given to diversity at all, and my twang starts slipping. (Go on, name a country music star that is anything other than Caucasian. You probably can't, can you? There's Cowboy Troy, whose music is rather Honky-tonk meets Hip-hop and down right dancable, and *once* I saw an African-American lady singing on CMT, but definitely no Hispanics or Asians). The humor is wonderful- there's more than just Weird Al, and even the big stars aren't above laughing at themselves. (For the record, Brad Paisley can check me for Ticks any time he wants, which will probably be never, honestly)

Few things beat Country music for the heartfelt love song. But it easily goes to far. Rascal Flats has a song out now called, "Take Me There," and I think this can easily be nominated as the Stalker Theme Song.

Proof:

There’s a place in your heart, nobody's been,
Take me there.
Things nobody knows,
Not even your friends,
Take me there.
Tell me 'bout your momma, your daddy, your hometown,
Show me around,
I wanna see it all, don't leave anything out.

I want to know, everything about you THEN.
And I want to go, down every road you've been.
Where your hopes and dreams, and wishes live,
Where you keep the rest of your life hid,
I want to know the girl behind that pretty stare,
Take me there.

Your first real kiss, your first true love,
You were scared.
Show me where,
You learned about life, spent your summer nights, without a care.
I want to roll down main street, the back roads,
Like you did when you were a kid,

What made you who you are,
Tell me what your story is.

I want to know, everything about you THEN.
And I want to go, down every road you've been.
Where your hopes and dreams, and wishes live,
Where you keep the rest of your life hid,
I want to know the girl behind that pretty stare
Take me there.

Yeah,
I want to know, everything about you,
Yeah, everything about you baby.
I want to go, down every road you've been.
Where your hopes and dreams and wishes live,
Where you keep the rest of your life hid,
I want to know the girl behind that pretty stare.
Take me, take me, take me there,
Oh.

I want to roll down main street.
I want to know your hopes and your dreams.
Take me, take me there, Yeah.  ¶ 12:47 PM