My whole career can be summed up with 'Ignorance is bliss.' When you do not know better, you do not really worry about failing.

I would love for someone to offer me a serious part in something. I don't know if I could even pull it off, but I would like to be the cowboy that rides off and someone shoots him off the horse in the middle of town. Just a serious role. It wouldn't have to be a big one.

You might be a redneck if you need one more hole punched in your card to get a freebie at the House of Tattoos.

You might be a redneck if your boat has not left the driveway in 15 years.

You might be a redneck if you celebrate Groundhog Day because you believe in it.

If you've ever made change in the offering plate, you might be a redneck.

You may be a redneck if . . . you think you are an entrepreneur because of the "Dirt for Sale" sign in the front yard.