WHY "REDNECK GENIUS"?

...AND WHY WOULD ANYONE READ THIS!? They probably won't! But I have nothing better to do with my time, apparently. ..
     The name "REDNECK GENIUS" was given to me by my friend Carolyn. I am from a very small town, with small town, some would say "redneck", qualities. Carolyn, on the other hand, is from a much larger town from back east. She is much more refined..(she thinks), than I am. I simply hide my refinement on the inside, so that I don't intimidate others. I don't know when she first formed the impression that I was redneck. It might have happened the1st time I picked her up to go somewhere, and I was driving my pickup,(not new, not even with seatbelts..)  with my dog in the back. The 1st intersection we came to downtown, my dog saw a squirrel and jumped out of the back, chasing it across the 4-way intersection. A traffic riot ensued, but eventually I retrieved my dog in a park nearby. Exciting, yes, but not out of the ordinary for me. Had Carolyn not been occupying the passenger seat, the dog would have been, and we could have avoided the whole mess.    Probably from that point on, she began to make a mental file of sorts, and although my charm won her over as a friend, I'm sure she thought I wasn't the brightest bulb in the tanning bed. Little did she know...
     Fast forward a few months later, and we were several weeks into a book study that we were doing together. We were conducting this session from the inside of my car, #1), to get away from our children , and #2), so we could hit the Starbucks drive thru on the way. (multi-tasking at it's best). So there we were, deep in discussion on something we had read, and I must have said something profound. Because she got this strange look on her face, looked me in the eye, and said, "You know, you are actually really intelligent."
     At first, I thought, "what a nice compliment."...Then came the,"wait a minute, you thought I was a moron all of this time!?" Anyways, it is our own little personal joke, and I don't know if it was that day or soon after, that she came up with this nickname for me-The Redneck Genius. The ultimate oxymoron. And I pretty much am an oxymoron, I guess. I am very well-read, actually have a photographic memory, but have yet to hold down a job that requires me to dress in anything above jeans. (unless you want to count that waitress outfit).  In fact, if you have a job that would involve me getting to drive a tractor, or some sort of heavy machinery, I have, and will ,do it for free.  I love to go to the mall with my friend- but if I see a truck anywhere in the parking lot with over a 4" lift, I make her drive over there so I can check it out.(She has mentioned counseling many times on this issue..). The list goes on and on.
     So that's the story about the name. I'm really trying out the whole blog thing because my friends are always asking me "when am I going to take my show on the road?" I have no idea what that means, but I decided to take my show on the road-from right here on the couch.