I was going to blog about the Oscars, then I remembered the Walking Dead was on and I would rather blow my brains out than watch Hollywood collectively put its face in its own lap for five hours. “We’re so important, look at our richness and good looks!” Yuck.
I stupidly decided to try and do my taxes in the down time. I am fully convinced the government’s only function regarding taxation is to confuse Americans so much, it will possible to imprison everyone for tax evasion. Forget that deduction that would’ve saved you $50 bucks? Too bad! Forget to report $50? Audit time! Oh, and don’t forget the penalty. There were three new sub-categories for me to mess up in healthcare alone. Hope I don’t screw it up and go to prison! If so, I’m telling everyone I killed an endangered Bengal tiger with my bare hands. That has more weight in jail than “I forgot to report $27.54 in income, please be gentle as you ravage me.”