Another fine event I missed

"We're rednecks every day. And it's the best day of the summer. Everybody's friendly and everybody's a family."

With events such as bobbing for pig's feet, ringing posts with toilet seats in a game aptly named Redneck Horseshoes and the best one of all -- the mud pit belly flop; this year's Redneck Games held for the twelfth consecutive year this past weekend in East Dublin, Georgia were a smashing success.

This, to me, is why us notherners (to me things start drastically changing once you enter Missouri) can justify poking fun at all southerners. They clearly deserve the criticism with events that not even parts of my extended family would partake in. Not that the trophy, topped with a crushed beer can, is anything to guffaw at but I consider myself a touch classier than flopping in to a mud pit as a competition. Catch me about 5-7 years back, though, and it would have been a different story.

Maybe as I've aged, I've forgotten my once proud quasi-redneck heritage. Hell, I am from southern Minnesota originally which is technically "the south" compared to the cultural mecca in which I currently dwell. Maybe I need to re-examine my past and embrace what could have been. It's time to turn on the hose, dig a haggard hole in the back yard and find some second hand bib overalls 'cuz' I'm gonna get my redneck on.

Maybe.