Garth Brooks and Trisha Yearwood Finally Got Something New Going On

This blog entry touches lots of people.

When someone like myself launches into a writing essay geared to a celebrity fanbase they have to take much into stock, such as the demographics.  But I already know too much about people who say they live in Nashville, seeing as how I lived in Tennessee for too many years to count. That’s why I am saying I know Garth Brooks, personally (for me), but also just figuratively speaking.

I just cleaned up my kitchen. Like my grandmammy did I I made sure to turn on the television so I could watch something nice. Tonight it was a brand-new series called “Friends In Low Places: Building The Oasis”.

The entire series opens up—right at the start of the first show—about how Garth Brooks and his wife Trisha Yearwood opened up a pretty big bar on lower Broad(way) in Nashville, Tennessee.

Now, I have seen this bar from the outside so I know in fact it does exist.

Thing about Trisha Yearwood is that she’s more like me than Garth. That being said, Garth is more well-known, I guess, then his lady figure friend who is his wife, now. And that means, squarely said, I take possession of what I already know is true: Garth is a son-of-a-bitch in taking care of her throughout the whole damn portfolio of episodes. That’s my main review tonight, children. Just telling you square how I feel. Garth, you are a mean Scallawag every time you didn’t invite her teleprompter into the studio, like you must have done for the boys. I can tell. Just watching things roll out, plain as can be, while cleaning up the kitchen, you were taking sides! I could see it from about 20 feet away, seeing as how the television is in the livingroom. I was inspired to write this piece and just (figuratively) pull my hair down so everyone can understand how I’m really feeling.

Trisha sees something and she’s on it and ready to reply. Garth comes on the screen and he’s just shooting the shit, beating around the bush, like we have all day to stretch things out.

Now, I know this is just greedy of me to write forthwith about such a matter as the love of a woman. But, Garth, you should have told the editors to put some more bullshit in about her cooking, right at the start of everything. I don’t think anyone was fooled by you bringing her in as the cooking expert in the middle, after it felt like hours had gone by in the show, when Trisha Yearwood has published a whole bunch of cooking books over so many gosh darn years. Who is fooling who, you know what I mean? We already know she’s a fine cook so quit wasting time.  Things would have seemed realistic if you said at the start the bar was put up just as one big kind of excuse so she can keep on cooking and writing stories about everything. You don’t need to change everything for Hollywood, son.

I personally really like Trisha Yearwood. I felt bad when she married such a big know-it-all, because I don’t want to see her get left out of anything.  Garth Brooks is about the nicest person in the music industry, but that doesn’t mean he keeps his ego down. I feel like someone has to stick up for the lady of the house especially if he gets too big for his britches.

Now, on the other hand, Garth Brooks could run for president and I would vote for him. Because he really can run and that show-off style will still work with all of the communists. They’re all going to want to sing along with him and in today’s age, that’s fine. Garth has the prettiest blue eyes I have ever seen. But that’s about all I could stand until he said something really nice about Trisha’s cooking right at the beginning of the next show.