The people of Nashville must have overlooked my missive expressing displeasure with my role as a strange man wandering up to families outside schools. You're right to think the world is just awful, but #ScaiaBlog is about hope.

Loyal Scaiaholics will recall I long for a simpler time when kids could stumble into school a minute before 1st period started and still get to class on time. An era when we snuck out to pick up party subs during school.

You might not believe this, but I was a bit of a rabble-rouser in high school. This came up this week as part of microphone shovin'.