What Kat said.

I much prefer to read transcripts of the SotU speeches the next day. For one thing, I don't have to see his face or hear his voice. For another, I can read that stuff to myself in a lot less time than it would take to watch the actual broadcast. That way, I get the civic duty thing taken care of with half the stress and no damage to the TV.

I can't bear to watch the SotU. I will do an Elvis. I'm watching Discovery Channel instead.

Maybe MythBusters needs to get hold of some of Dubya's stories.

So not watching the SotU. Instead I'll work a little more and then go home and watch Bleak House or walk the dog.

Yay Tivo and iPod!

I burnt out on listening to politician pontificate around the time I was old enough to vote. I'll read it, but I won't listen to it because usually even when I agree with it, it makes me queasy. Mostly. I caved for the Obama speech, but that was unique. Oh, and there was that incident where I had to listen to Hyde during impeachment because I couldn't get to the radio to shut it off, but it resulted in me making a holy mess of the kitchen. I started slamming shit around.

I think I'll go call my brother instead.

I haven't watched the SotU since Smirky McChimpface took office, and I don't intend to start now. I already know the gist of it: "Bend over, kiss more of your civil liberties goodbye, and take it like a man, America! Women, please check your uterus at the door. It will be returned at the end of the night, with a zygote implanted -- enjoy the next nine months! Now let's roll! Who brought the blow?"

Saw 2001: A Space Travesty earlier this evening. (Thumbnail review: An hour and a half of silly fun for fans of Airplane and Police Squad. Apropos of the conversation, a couple of lines from the movie.

("Bill Clinton" is on stage, playing a saxophone.)
"Madonna": I love the way he blows his horn.
"George Herbert Walker Bush": My son likes to toot, too.

I called my mom at the second the SoTU started and when I picked up the phone to dial, there she was. She had called me at the exact same second, which makes sense, since NEITHER of us are gonna watch the speech. I am watching one of my favorite shows that no one but me likes, Dirty Jobs on Discovery.

I'm watching the 1940 movie of Busman's Honeymoon, which is called Haunted Honeymoon -- shades of Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone. I'm sure all the people in it are good, but the casting is just so wrong! No one is right.

Gilmore Girls, especially the last 10 minutes, was incredible. I'm amazed at the amount of dialogue they have to learn each week, but this one takes the cake.