I’ve been yearning a lot lately. People don’t trust legacy news outlets anymore. I understand. Even here at #ScaiaBlog, my malcontent leanings have punctured the armor of this staid, calming influence I’ve had on your life.

"Wait, Scaia was in a car crash?" you might be thinking to yourself. "Because he, like, never talks about it."

Loyal Scaiaholics will recall I'm not an old man. In fact, I am a millennial. But, in a sequence of events many of us experience, I have been getting older. This week, I turn 40.

Rush Limbaugh may have been divisive, but regardless of your position on his politics he was a pioneer.

You might feel a lot of ways about the weather we're having. Today was a prime opportunity to shove my microphone in the face of people who were filling their gas tank.

This Thanksgiving I'm thankful for humanity. Sure, society and I have had our disagreements, but this week is making us all focus on what we have to be thankful for. I was at an affair Tuesday night in Dallas. While driving home, I noticed some thunderclouds lighting up. Thinking nothing of it, I went to sleep as the line of storms moved in.

Today, Santa Claus is making his arrival at Galleria Dallas. You might think Santa Claus doesn't have to follow COVID-19 restrictions. You might be a fool.

Doctors and nurses are too good to call us idiots. That's how we got the phrase, "COVID fatigue," so they can gently inform us that wearing a mask without your nose tucked in doesn't, technically, perform the functions of a "mask."

A Scaiaholic recently asked what I think of the protests that have been ongoing across the country. I haven't blogged about the case in Minneapolis because George Floyd's death and the response are not funny. I understand both sides.