Pic of the Day: ♫ “Well I got this guitar, and I learned how to make it talk / And my car’s out back if you’re ready to take that long walk / From your front porch to my front seat / The door’s open but the ride it ain’t free / And I know you’re lonely for words that I ain’t spoken / But tonight we’ll be free, all the promises’ll be broken / There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away / They haunt this dusty beach road / In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets / They scream your name at night in the street / Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet / And in the lonely cool before dawn / You hear their engines roaring on / But when you get to the porch they’re gone on the wind / So Mary, climb in / It’s a town full of losers / And I’m pulling out of here to win.” ♫ (5th Anniversary)