oil, taxes, and other life-affirming stuff
oooh, this makes me so angry i could spit: drilling in alaska – again. perhaps if we took some of the billions funding our various wars and ineffectual anti-terorist measures (leading to our 400+ billion deficit, anyone remember the surplus???), invested it into alternative energy source development, there would be no need to fuck up one of the few pieces of pristine wilderness left -in our own backyard, no less. isn’t it bad enough we’re spilling oil and blood all over the rest of the world already?!?
nearly d-day in the states. taxes must be filed by 15th April. ridiculously enough I’m still expected to file from the uk, and if I earn more than $80,000, pay taxes to the US on it! never thought i’d being saying this, but thank god i earn nowhere near that (though my paltry £32K annual salary, at the current exchange rate would put me not so far off from the danger zone, which is just laughable. it’s not as if i have the lifestyle of someone supposedly making equivalent $60,000+!! gimme a break – i can barely afford new underwear). and the PAYE system here is a fucking miracle as far as I’m concerned. however, I was supposed to file last year (earnings in the states from the beginning of 2003 before I came over) and never quite got around to it, since I had to get a p60 here first, then tried to read about filing abroad and somehow procrastinated for a year. come ‘n get me, i say! bring it on, mr. taxman.
i have very strong opinions about this: government legislating personal life choices. i don’t think this would’ve had a prayer if jeb bush wasn’t the prez’s bro, which means w is dictating the law according to his own peculiar set of “morals”. how he sleeps at night, i’ll never know. but interesting how the rightish leaning media call it a right-to-life case rather than a right-to-die case.
living next to a hospital. pro: if god forbid anything ever happened… con: when the medical chopped flies right past my window, it feels like it’s about to land in my living room. in case you’re curious, the chopper is “virgin” owned. I can tell you that because I can see the bright red logo about ten feet away from me. the pilot has blond hair. no kidding.
why i could never play fantasy baseball: i’m too attached. i’d feel like I was cheating on my boyz even if it was only virtual. guilt is the worst human emotion.
most interesting economics article i’ve read in a while: why the rich get richer and the poor stay poor. apparently it has something to do with atoms and gas.
enough, already! watch this space.
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