Postcards To Home ♥

Hello blogger, Hoss is back! Writing is a great reflection on the days that slip by. I was happy to realize that I had A LOT of old post on here that I had forgotten about the last 10 years. Everyone should write/journal whether its for yourself, for sharing with others or both.  I'm going to see if there is a function where every time I post on IG, it will send the content to here.  More to come.  

Laugh at me if you will but I used to have an addiction to buying CD’s. aThis was in the 90’s, when records were rarely being produced. I would spend my downtime meticulously going through the Used section of Record stores from A-thru-Z and then repeat in the new catalogues, collecting so much music that I was not being careful financially. Who really was being careful financially while in their teens and twenties? 😆 A happy memory is when Mike K. and I would meet up at local shops and even Best Buy to scan the racks from A to Z while planning out our weekend and deciding what local shows we would hit up. Other friends would sometimes not let me step into a record store if we were passing by. They knew I would get sucked in. Not necessary a bad thing but a bad thing for my wallet. Fast forward 20years when record pressing is back as a norm and I want a way to support bands. Records are pricey so this is a slippery slope. As my niece and nephew joke when we are road tripping, “Every so