I'm kind of a BIG DEAL

Just ran across a few pictures from the MLK Day Parade.  Organizers called on our station to have all the "talent" walk as celebrities in the parade.  But, these titles don't really apply in my case. (please see kid on left who's looking at me like, who the heck are you?) 

I mean, I like the label "talent".  Makes me fancy myself a trapeze artist or someone who can eat/breathe fire.  Unfortunately, my "talent" is putting on makeup and talking in front of my photographer who just happens to be holding a camera.

I should also note, the title "celebrity" doesn't fit either. I reserve that for our anchors and a few other reporters who make people screech in joy when they walk by.  I, on the other hand, can count on one hand the number of people who have "recognized" me in public (this includes my four immediate family members).  If only I could juggle fire! Anyway.

Because I wasn't busy holding back the gaggle of fans begging for my autograph, I had time to take a few pictures of all the cool folks who came out that day. UH-DORABLE.

There were some cool bands and floats that day accompanying all the groups in the parade.  I am not, however, referring to our *float*:  (Thank goodness the kiddos kept their distance.)

That's one of our live trucks.  Months and months of preparation went into it.  Driving it through mud, sleet, snow, and apparently the bowels of a very dirty hell. Always careful not to let a car wash within miles of it's sparkling frame.  (And no, the inside isn't this dirty.  It's much much worse.  Think, break room fridge smell that stomps out your will to live.)

In all fairness, these live trucks are kinda like our double-wides (minus the cool pullout bench/couch/bed and shower/toilet you'll find in the *real fancy* houses on wheels).  But, after years of abuse from reporters who can't find a bathroom and photographers who can't find a stick of deodorant, our house on wheels gets a little worn down.

So, just in case I ever get to being all, Hey I AM kind of a BIG DEAL,  I'll just look at that sweet ride of a live truck and remember.  *Celebrities* keep their houses on the ground, and their cars on wheels. Not the other way around.