Senator Tom Coburn went on a big media rampage about gov't waste at the NSF, citing a million dollars spent to put a shrimp on a treadmill.

The shrimp mobility study was to help measure health and die-off issues for the bazillion dollar shrimp industry.

But, you know, fuck fishermen, I guess?

That's the fuzzy-headed liberal explanation. I'm a fuzzy headed liberal.

They found a way to actually make it a plus rather than an eyesore.

The usual plan around here is that they propose something really ugly, and everyone says "Oh, no, that's really ugly." Then they spend hundreds of thousands on a designer, who comes up with a billion dollar plan. Then everyone says, "Oh, no. We can't afford that," and the ugly thing is built. There's no happy medium?

Don't have any clear plans, but I'm probably going to see The Tree of Life on Saturday, and hopefully have brunch with Scrappy on Sunday!

That does sound exhausting, Liese. But don't panic! Always good advice.

I guess I should do something about that cocktail thing, too.

You won't die, Liese.

HOW DO YOU KNOW!?? ALL MEN DIE! IT'S POSSIBLE TO DIE OF TOO MUCH TO DO!

But don't panic!

Okay, fine. I've completed the transformation of the sickroom back to the media room. All the linens are done except the towels which has to wait until the day we leave. If I can do the recyclables tomorrow all I need to do before I leave for the open house is the master suite. I can do that. I probably won't die. But if I do die folding laundry, I reserve the right to put "I told you so" on my tombstone. You heard it here, folks.

I guess I should do something about that cocktail thing, too.

MC Hammer pants? Perhaps some sort of denim in an acid wash?

But if I do die folding laundry, I reserve the right to put "I told you so" on my tombstone. You heard it here, folks.

Absolutely.

I don't have any real plans for the weekend. I'm thinking about checking out some of the bike paths, and maybe going swimming at a lake on Monday.

In an unrelated note, I have this fb friend who was my geek buddy in high school. She is totally a buffista spirit baby. It's amazing to me how much like all y'all she is. Even though I haven't been in touch with her in years, we still like all the same media, do the same kind of work, have the same (juvenile) sense of humor.

Anyway, they bought a boat. And christened it, officially, painted on the stern and the whole bit, "Mike Hawk," so that every time she talks about it she's all, Mike Hawk is under water, we can't get on Mike Hawk. Hahahahaha!