Making the Most

I was driving up to Sugarhouse to retrieve my son today when I was reminded why election season annoys me so much. Here are families of candidates who may not be so outgoing, or even like their candidate-relative very much, but are posted on every street corner waving signs and cheering to those driving by. I am amazed there aren't more accidents.

Today, though, one set of over-used relatives made me giggle. Just west of the freeway entrance, bearing signs of who-knows and who cares, were 2 teenage boys. One was facing away from me, and I got a glimpse of some wording that had been handwritten on the back. In big, boy-handwriting lettering was "Hi. I think you are pretty!"

I'd vote for this kid for making the most of his wasted afternoon, just because he is related to someone who needs family support just to gain position.

"Hi. I think you are pretty!"