I often declare, “I don’t blog about my personal life” right before I write a blog about my personal life.
And yea, to celebrate last week’s success with my car, the kitchen sink at the Ol’ Scaia Place decided its time had come for 15 minutes of fame.
Loyal Scaiaholics will recall I’ve covered the Martin Luther King Day parades in both Dallas and Fort Worth over the past few years:
Dad who brought his kids to Dallas #mlk parade says it’s important to “know the pain & suffering we went thru to get to this day. The dream is still unfolding.” pic.twitter.com/ddffSe6fL5
— Alan Scaia (@scaia) January 15, 2018
People are lining streets of Downtown Ft. Worth for MLK parade. Starts at 9th/Commerce, ends w rally at Sundance Square Plaza. pic.twitter.com/3LdVv82EhM
— Alan Scaia (@scaia) January 16, 2017
Today, though, to keep everyone in the newsroom from needing a comp day, I was assigned today off. I didn’t make it to the Fort Worth parade, so I’m sorry to say I cannot confirm how many times marching bands played “Funky Town” or Gary Glitter’s “Rock n Roll Part Two” to honor Martin Luther King.
Is it weird I’ve heard “Funky Town” five times now? Southwest HS band sounds good, I just would have expected a wider selection. pic.twitter.com/nEavwJiNfC
— Alan Scaia (@scaia) January 16, 2017
North Side is mixing it up better with that song that goes “Dah-dah DAH duh-dah Hey!” You know the one I’m talking about. pic.twitter.com/lpiPgPthXy
— Alan Scaia (@scaia) January 16, 2017
Everman HS just played the same thing. Their flautist has reminded me the real name is “Rock n Roll Part 2” by Gary Glitter. pic.twitter.com/2gERzjxnil
— Alan Scaia (@scaia) January 16, 2017
Those tweets may have been funny, but there’s a reason it’s important to remember King’s legacy.
Rev Kyev Tatum says suspended officer’s case shows need to remember King. “That’s just perpetuating a system of failure.” pic.twitter.com/dILmNMNQya
— Alan Scaia (@scaia) January 16, 2017
Having said all that, a lot of people forget why a given three day weekend became a three day weekend. I’m sorry to say I fell into, “I’ve got an extra day off, so I’ll get some stuff done around the house”-Mode today, which sounds like an unreasonably complicated mode compared with the actual reason for the day off.
A few weeks ago, my kitchen sink started draining unusually slowly. When I’d turn on the garbage disposal, water would shoot up from the drain on the other side of the sink, which isn’t as hilarious as it sounds.
“I don’t think that’s normal,” I thought to myself.
An expert plumber would have gotten under the sink and immediately found the problem.
I, meanwhile, got on Google and found the problem… eventually. Some video informed me that a clog farther down may be the culprit, so I started unscrewing things.
“I may not be a licensed plumber,” I conceded to myself, “but I don’t think there’s supposed to be all this black stuff filling the pipe.”
“I don’t recall having a Black and White Grime Party at New Year’s Eve,” I explained to myself. “But I should probably clean this stuff out.
I carefully unscrewed each li’l bit of pipe and cleared out the grime. Pleased with my work, I screwed everything back into place and started running water to see how smoothly everything would flow.
“Shoot, I’m a man,” I continued to myself in italics. “This is my house, and I fix things in my house.”
Let this faucet flow toward a brighter future for all of us on this day where we honor Dr. Martin Luther the King, a future where we treat each other the same regardless of skin color and are united against all colors of pipe-grime.
