Steve is still my John in the Morning

Thanks to the Yeti, who managed to say what I wish I were clever enough to say about the other night's State of the Union Address.

I wasn't planning on watching (the smirk drives up my blood pressure), but a friend who doesn't have a television came over to watch, and it was a good excuse to not go for a run. So instead of running and remaining ignorant of the plan to gut the benchmark of social policies, I drank wine and listened to comments involving Condi Rice and a trapeze.