For the first time, I took my taxes to a paid preparer. First thing tomorrow morning I meet with them to approve the documents. The anxiety I feel is absolutely the same as my parents getting my report card.
Ordinarily I do my own taxes but because I'm filing in three different states for 2009, and two of them aren't real clear about how I apportion personal business income (and f—- if California thinks it's getting more than its cut of what I earned in January and February, which was peanuts), I figured I'd let a pro handle it. So far I've spent - I think - $US300 to save $US500, so I'm ahead. But then, I haven't seen my final state tax bill yet.
Anyway, it's one for you, nineteen for me in Kotaku Off-Topic. Feel free to rant about the Taxman, the following subjects, or any other that come to mind.
- Ole Miss is holding a binding student committee vote to replace their Confederate colonel mascot. The leading candidate is said to be another rebel commander: Admiral Ackbar.
- Ding dong, the Hummer's gone. A deal to sell off the mega-SUV brand to the Chinese fell apart and now it will be shut down altogether - a fate as ignominious as Oldsmobile's. Good riddance.
- Conan O'Brien joins Twitter. It's a verified account, ladies and gentlemen, and in two hours it more than doubled the followers for Jay Leno's feed. Unless a lawyer's reviewing each Tweet, I predict a messy head-on smackup involving impulsive instapublishing and nondisparagement severance clause.
- Some guy gets a tattoo of Ashton Kutcher's face on his arm. Nuff said.