TAXES AND BEER
UPDATE: According to Paula Guran: "Taxes and drinking don't mix :-> The IRS will not allow the Evil Monkey, the alien baby, or any squid to be listed as dependents." Yes, but what about as research? If I ate any squid or mushrooms during 2005, that's got to count as research...Also, if I ate any meerkats."
It is now mid-afternoon. I have been working on taxes since noon. I need a beer. Belgian beer, preferably. Or my head is going to explode.
Thank God for Ann. Without her organized brain, I would just take all these receipts and burn them in a big bonfire out back while dancing naked around it screaming "stupid fuckers!" at the top of my lungs.
Thank God for Ann. She's gone to get the beer.
5-mile brisk walk
(Evil Monkey: "Did you see this?" Jeff: "Er, oddly enough, I did." Evil Monkey: "Do you agree your position is much different from China Mieville's and M. John Harrison's?" Jeff: "Inasmuch as I have a position...yes.")