My life has been an open book, for better or for worse.

I probably have the crappiest tattoo -- not only in country music -- but maybe the world.

I like California but I'm dyed-in-the-wool Oklahoma. I see a deer in L.A., and everybody's standing around it taking pictures. Back home, that's the enemy!

I'm not that smart, but I'm smart enough to know that if Usher wants to help you, you let him.

Help!!!! Why is Wednesday spelled like that?!!!!

And I'm no quitter, but I'm tired of fighting.

Then sink to your nose in a bubble bath.