Not All Knowledge Comes From College.

My Mothers Dad Dropped Out Of The Eighth Grade To Work. He Had To. By The Time He Was 30, He Was A Master Electrician, Plumber, Carpenter, Mason, Mechanic. That Guy Was, To Me, A Magician. Anything That Was Broken, He Could Fix. Anybody Anywhere In Our Community Knew That If There Was A Problem, Carl Was There To Fix It.

Nobody Makes A Turd Like That And Lives.

It's Funny; It's A Real Balancing Act. In Tv, Everybody's Talking About Authenticity. In Order To Make 'dirty Jobs' Authentic, I Really Can't Be Overly Informed. The Minute I Am, I Become A Host It's A Very Tricky Business Paying A Tribute To Work, Because Tv Is Very Bad At It.

What You Do, Who You’re With, And How You Feel About The World Around You, Is Completely Up To You.

Dirt Used To Be A Badge Of Honor. Dirt Used To Look Like Work. But We've Scrubbed The Dirt Off The Face Of Work And Consequently We've Created This Suspicion Of Anything That's Too Dirty.