Monster Jam

Nothing says "redneck" like going to Monster Jam.
Here Preston is with friend Liam (who reminds me of Ray from Jerry Maguire), enjoying over-sized trucks race around in the dirt. And talking about poop and butts. Mostly the latter.

Also, a video for those of you interested in seeing what Monster Jam is like: (although you don't quite get the full experience of the deafeningly loud engines)

And here is P, earlier that day, pondering the intricacies of fine art at the Everson Museum:

For the record, he has about as much appreciation for fine art as his mother.