It’s MLK Day folks. While we are remembering the greatness of the Man and the Dream it also makes me remember Skillet. We love this day. When we lived in Cincy, we celebrated in such high fashion that it will go down in infamy (well infamy in my head!) as one of the greatest days ever.
Anyone that knows us knows our penchant for the Ebonics and all the culture that goes with it. When we worked together we would oftentimes slip into alter egos (since named Mamawalde and Skillet). None of this comes with prejudice or any negative connotation. Nuthin but love!!
For our MLK day Skillet and myself got ourselves a couple of forty’s and drank them in the parking lot of the movie theatre where we were going to watch Next Friday which had just opened. After laughing ourselves silly we followed that up with wings and beer at my place of employment Bufffalo Wild Wings. (I bartended there when not touring) After wings and beer we went to Blockbuster and rented Blackula. A fine film from which we took our monikers. Ahhhh. That day was filled with so much laughter I don’t think I’ll ever get over it. Skillet, happy day my friend!