(I love this picture. Click on it to see the cat’s eyes close up. Hilarious! Maybe it’s been photo-shopped, but it’s still funny.)

My newspaper recently reported that this is a year of religious “firsts” for Congress: The American people have elected the first Muslim, the first Buddhists, and the first atheist.

The Secular Coalition for America held a contest to identify the highest elected “non-theist” in the land. This week it announced the winner: Rep. Pete Stark, a Democrat from California.

Stark, 75, issued a brief statement confirming “I am a Unitarian who does not believe in a supreme being.”

When I was a junior in high school, I was selected to represent my school during a week in Washington, as a guest of my congressman. With several juniors from other area high schools, we toured the D.C. area and met several representatives.

I remember asking several elected officials if they felt their job was to represent their constituents OR to vote their minds. Without exception, they said their job was to vote as they saw fit.

Which made me realize–and reminds me today–of the importance of electing officials who REPRESENT us. Once in office, too many officials assume (perhaps correctly) that the American public is not as well educated on the issues, so they vote according to their conscience–or will.

Our country is a representative democracy–meaning the people govern only as they are represented in government. So if your representative is not truly representing you, find someone who does. And support him/her.

Stepping off my soapbox now,


P.S. I wrote something today that just delighted me. I don’t know if anyone else will think it’s funny, but I think it’s hysterical. (Maybe you had to be here.)

Here’s the bit (from the book about the woman who inherited the funeral home):

When Gerald comes through the back door to the prep room, it’s not formaldehyde I smell, but fried chicken. He may have a body in the call car, but he has dinner in his arms.
I could kiss him.

LOL! I may be strange, but I love it!


  1. Terri Gillespie

    Okay, Angie, that was weird. I won’t be able to smell fried chicken without thinking of DEAD BODIES!

    Hmm. A macabre appetite suppressant.

  2. Kerry Krycho

    Yhe picture is too funny, photoshopped or not! (Is photoshopped a verb??)

    I agree with your soapbox rant. Oh, how America needs to wake up.

    I think the line is a bit out there, but it fits with the way you write some quirky characters. πŸ™‚

  3. Angela

    I promise–that line will make a lot more sense in context!


    Angie, lovin’ that soccer cat

  4. Kay

    I didn’t really think the line from the story was so funny. I was just thinking – “cool, fried chicken!”
    Maybe I really should own a funeral home…

  5. Accidental Poet

    I’m just jealous that you wrote three consecutive lines that you LIKED.

  6. BJ

    Ha! That’s hilarious! Isn’t it fun when you can crack yourself up?!

    Why’d I have to be maudlin Irish? Nothing funny about that!



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