Monthly Archives: April 2008

Pay It If You Have It

I hadn’t given much thought to the taxes paid by other people until this week when I started talking about how I just sent mine in Sunday, and I was surprised with how many people told me they’d already sent theirs in, received a refund, and spent it. Which makes me think that if I receive a refund, then I need to spend it. I’m thinking gigantic party “down by the river on a Friday night. Pyramid of cans in the pale moon light.” Who’s with me?

Stupid taxes. Ah, not really. I can go either way on this one. It’s not very exciting. Except that today is the last day if you didn’t request an extension. It’s my understanding, though, that the extension doesn’t mean you don’t have to pay by today, just that you have more time to complete the paperwork. But, if you’ve completed enough paperwork to know you have to pay, why not just send in the entire package? Plenty of reasons, I’m sure.

All is well.

Not the Jott Network Again

I’m usually forgetting that I have a Jott account, so when I do actually think to remember to use it, I can’t recall how any of it works.  I tried again (and failed horribly) to leave myself a message.  I don’t know what it is about me, or the sytem, or maybe the two of us together, but we can’t seem to make this deal agreeable for the both of us.  I think I eventually ended up writing something down on a napkin, which, while my handwriting is often unreadable, was much easier and much quicker than trying to figure out what this Jott thing wants me to do.  It shouldn’t be this difficult.  Don’t worry, I have yet to give up on the service.  I want it to work at least once before I completely walk away from it.  That’s assuming I don’t just up and forget about the whole thing.

You Probably Can't Tell

I have a bike-less seat and a seat-less bike. Yes, those both make sense, and the piece I’m missing measures 28.6. (I’m thinking diameter in mm.) Nevertheless, once I removed the rack and basket from my orange beast I was able to ride in the cool night air. That’s right, it was cold last night. But nothing that a little drink couldn’t protect. Ha! That and a pair of jeans and a jacket.

For some reason this seems like one of the longest weekends in a while. I think we’re on week 16 of the year. I think that.

I haven’t been to the market in 2 weeks, so as soon as I finish here I’m going there to buy food. The rest of you need to return my phone calls. I’m not interested in broken parts or dead batteries.

And there we have it.

You Probably Can’t Tell

I have a bike-less seat and a seat-less bike. Yes, those both make sense, and the piece I’m missing measures 28.6. (I’m thinking diameter in mm.) Nevertheless, once I removed the rack and basket from my orange beast I was able to ride in the cool night air. That’s right, it was cold last night. But nothing that a little drink couldn’t protect. Ha! That and a pair of jeans and a jacket.

For some reason this seems like one of the longest weekends in a while. I think we’re on week 16 of the year. I think that.

I haven’t been to the market in 2 weeks, so as soon as I finish here I’m going there to buy food. The rest of you need to return my phone calls. I’m not interested in broken parts or dead batteries.

And there we have it.

April Fools' Day

What is that, anyway? An April Fool? I don’t get it. Generally I can’t, for whatever reason, get interested in this holiday of non-holidays. A day of joke-playing and practical pranks. Elaborate hoaxes. Maybe it’s just that I’m upset at never having been the punchline for one of these laughable scenarios. I don’t believe that, but let’s leave it at that for the sake of not having to think about it any longer.

Even though I’m not a fan of the practical prank/joke, I do enjoy an unexpected outcome. While moving through the day with my boss, she received a call from her son where he told her that he’s engaged to be married to his girlfriend. His mom, my boss, is not immediately jumping for joy with excitement, the response I’m sure her son was seeking so he could then holler “April Fools!” Instead he was met with the sound of fear in his mother’s voice and the dreaded “Why?”

It was all I could do to keep from laughing, and I wasn’t on the call. Needless to say, my boss was much relieved (and jumping for joy) when she found out the engagement wasn’t real. At which point she directed her son to tell his girlfriend that “she was excited” when she heard the news and “let down” when she found out it was just an April Fools’ Day joke. Ha!

I’m not sure which of the three characters is the true butt of the joke, so we’ll have to wait and see how the story plays itself out. Until then.

April Fools’ Day

What is that, anyway? An April Fool? I don’t get it. Generally I can’t, for whatever reason, get interested in this holiday of non-holidays. A day of joke-playing and practical pranks. Elaborate hoaxes. Maybe it’s just that I’m upset at never having been the punchline for one of these laughable scenarios. I don’t believe that, but let’s leave it at that for the sake of not having to think about it any longer.

Even though I’m not a fan of the practical prank/joke, I do enjoy an unexpected outcome. While moving through the day with my boss, she received a call from her son where he told her that he’s engaged to be married to his girlfriend. His mom, my boss, is not immediately jumping for joy with excitement, the response I’m sure her son was seeking so he could then holler “April Fools!” Instead he was met with the sound of fear in his mother’s voice and the dreaded “Why?”

It was all I could do to keep from laughing, and I wasn’t on the call. Needless to say, my boss was much relieved (and jumping for joy) when she found out the engagement wasn’t real. At which point she directed her son to tell his girlfriend that “she was excited” when she heard the news and “let down” when she found out it was just an April Fools’ Day joke. Ha!

I’m not sure which of the three characters is the true butt of the joke, so we’ll have to wait and see how the story plays itself out. Until then.