Frank’s in the other room with Lane watching the State of the Union address. I probably should be, as I do think of myself as a responsible citizen and whatnot. But I hate hearing Bush even speak, he drives me crazy. And the State of the Union always just feels like a giant circle jerk; everyone spends more time applauding and congratulating each other on being masters of the universe than anything else.
So I’m in here instead, editing and submitting stock photos that have been laying dormant on my hard drive for months, and listening to the intermittent blah blah blah and rounds of applause. I can get a 10 minute synopsis off CNN.com when it’s done anyway.