P365 Day 201: Lame-a-thon

I didn't leave the house today — though, for the record, I think the Wellbutrin is doing some good because I didn't feel quite so sleepy and antisocial. In fact, I was probably a bit of a Twitter nuisance because all I did today was edit, listen to music (another post on AFP later), take pictures of my cats and troll Twitter.

The rare Joe-Kitty bath. I took a Crazy Cat Lady number of photos of my girls today, but, in my defense, they were being cute, I don't have children to bother and Paul's not much for photos.



Oh — there's another pic I want to share, one that's definitely worth a WTF even though it's not worthy of its own P365 day. Behold the most contrived "-thon" that I've ever seen. It's not clever. It's the opposite of clever. In fact, I still have no intention of buying a Toyota, though I did rewind my DVR, pause it, take a picture of the TV and post it on my blog.



Off to watch the State of the Union, admittedly predisposed to anger after reading about the proposed NASA budget slashes. I try to keep my political views to myself, so I must note that I'd be pissed no matter which party or politician was proposing cuts to any science programs.

My family is made of one journalist and one scientist. Only one of us is working in a profitable field right now, and (surprise!) it's not the journalist. (That's another post for another time.) The last thing I want to hear is that government-funded research programs are being cut again. Sigh. We'll see what shakes out of this SOTU address.