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During this time of political strife, let’s not forget the long hours public relations consultants have been putting in to come with the next unforgettable slogan. I’ve received a lot of press releases from both Republicans and Democrats the past few days. They do agree the bill is big, but they diverge on whether it’s beautiful, bad, or may involve boot-licking.

Here at #ScaiaBlog, we’ve talked about how we’re never done growing as people. For instance, I pledged to someday beat a Tyrannosaurus Rex in a foot race.

The Indiana Pacers, the NBA’s salute to America’s heartland, are teaching us all to believe in ourselves. Loyal Scaiaholics will recall I have a rich history in Indiana, and for the past week, I’ve been telling anyone who would listen all about it.

We may mourn the state of journalism, but articles like this show the craft still has an impact on our lives.

As the Scripps National Spelling Bee enters its final rounds tonight, a fond memory is this perfect shot from years ago of a bell destroying a child’s dreams.

Every four years, the best young piano players in the world come to Fort Worth for the Van Cliburn Competition. For the uninitiated, Fort Worth’s Van Cliburn hoisted the Russians on their own petard by going to Moscow and winning the first ever International Tchaikovsky Competition during the Cold War.

A common theme here at #ScaiaBlog is the Germans are excellent at starting wars. In fact, modern philosopher Norm MacDonald encapsulated the Germans’ work during his last appearance on Letterman back in 2015.

I'm nothing if not a connoisseur of theater. Back in high school, I really brought down the house as Nicely-Nicely Johnson.

Each spring, I diligently trudge to Globe Life Field to help you, the consumer, make an educated choice at concessions stands.

The National Medal of Honor Museum opens today in Arlington. George W. Bush joined several recipients to cut the ribbon at a party this weekend.

"The munchkins need something fun and lighthearted while they're home for spring break," parents across the area have been thinking. "Let's teach them about the Titanic."

We all know how seriously I take my duty as a journalist, particularly when a stadium introduces a new menu. After covering severe weather this week, I determined we all needed a break, so I headed to Frisco to try the new dishes they'll serve at FC Dallas' home opener Saturday.

I woke up early this morning to a phone call from my station alerting me to go out and ask people how they feel about tornadoes. Spoilers: they're not fans.

Heritage has an array of sports memorabilia on the block. Tragically, none of it honors Youppi!, but it does include other legends in professional sports. Macho Man Randy Savage, for instance.

Murder is wrong. That's an unusually #HotTake from the editorial board here at 1 Scaianalysis Esplanade, but we feel strongly about it.

"We've had a tough week. You know what everyone would like to see?" the Netflix algorithm surmised. "A TV show about an airplane flying into a wormhole."

There hasn't been much going on in the news the past few days, so I decided to catch up on Perfect Strangers.

We're all getting to work just fine today. We just won't get home tonight.

I met Jimmy Carter in 2014. He had come to Fort Worth to work on a Habitat for Humanity build. He worked on several houses in the same neighborhood, and when I say, "worked," I mean, "He was actually working."

Each year, I head to Grapevine when the mayor pardons a turkey for Thanksgiving.