I should be outside planting or weeding, but it is still raining here and I don't feel like getting soaked. So, in keeping with yesterday's blog, I have posted here a picture of Michael from the March 28, 1984 Arizona State University State Press. This picture was surrounded by an article about Michael and what his plans were if he was elected President of the Associated Students of ASU.I scanned a little beyond the picture as I thought it so fitting that listed at the top of his qualifications for the office of president is his high school positions of secretary-treasurer and president of the "Crazy Club". He lost, but no doubt he would have been a lot more entertaining than the guy that won.
Now, I have posted a picture of Joey (and named the blog for this reason) because apparently Joey also has political aspirations. And that apple thing is falling from Michael's tree, certainly not mine. As Andy pointed out, my Mom predicted Joey would be a good politician, which I kind of blew off because generally speaking I highly dislike politicians. Now, Joey would most likely be a Dennis Kucinich type politician (yes, I would have voted for him if he was still on the ballot) which would be alright in my book, but I, obviously, do not represent a lot of people. Anyway, Joey ran for Catlin Gabel Catlin Gabel School Student Body Co-President as a Freshman with his buddy Jasmine Bath... and they won (Joey representing the new, fresh, liberal, outsider view and Jasmine representing the Catlin "lifer"--a compelling combination, I guess). Now, apparently without Michael or me even knowing it, Joey has run for Junior class president and has won, again. I am not quite sure what is drawing Joey to take on these additional obligations as he already spends quite a bit of time complaining about not being able to finish his homework and he doesn't have nearly enough time for his oil painting and pottery, but he does always seem to find time to spend with friends and maybe being class president will bring him closer to his people? Who knows, but we are proud of him nonetheless. Like I said yesterday, we may not agree, but we love 'em anyway.