AUGUSTA, GA. - Emerson and I were at my mother-in-law's last night, and my brother-in-law, Chris, came over with his lovely wife."Someone called in on the radio this morning and said, 'We ought to get this young man Scott Hudson to run for Congress,'" Chris said. I was horrified. Politicians wives have to shower and brush their hair and wear makeup. And exercise. I felt faint.
"I thought about calling in and saying, 'I'm his brother. Don't vote for that fool,'" he laughed.
I laughed, too. I know Scott's aspirations include some sort of office-holding, but Congress wasn't what I had in mind. I was thinking more along the lines of dog catcher. Isn't there a senior class somewhere that needs a president?
My mother-in-law of course was delighted.
"What office do you think he should run for, Stacey?" she cooed.
"How 'bout the office of learning how to flush the dang toilet?"
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And what is that about anyway? Do you think I need to see what it is that you last accomplished in the bathroom? I mean, face it, I can usually smell it. Visual cues are redundant.
Pride in workmanship?
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