It's the 12th today so I suppose I should take a bunch of pictures for 12 of 12 but it's a rainy day and I'm working all day so I think I'll skip it this month. We'll see. I didn't post yesterday because I had nothing to pontificate on. Not that today is much different mind you, but since I don't teach until 9:30 this morning, I've got some time to check in here in blogaritaville. Am I allowed to use that word you coined Kevin? I did get kind of excited yesterday when I read in the paper about Tourisme Montreal hiring a bunch of bloggers for the tourist season to vaunt the city to the world. They even have a spot for someone to cover the gay scene. Although that intrigues me, it would mean that I'd have to attend all the circuit parties and that just makes me tired to even consider. I'm much more interested in covering the dining scene but there are already a bunch of bloggers up here doing that. Still, I would LOVE to get paid to go out to eat and do interviews with chefs and make videos of hot restos around town. If I had the money, I'd probably do it anyway.
I did a preliminary run on the taxes over the weekend. Ugh. Although I make chump change, and you'd be aghast if I told you how little I make, I still have to pony up a fourth of it. Since I work on contracts, I don't have anything taken out of my pay. Now it's time to pay the piper. We turned a small profit on the buildings which kind of sucks since last year we had a big loss (we replaced doors with a bit of money from the refinanced mortgage) and that made our tax burden quite small, though I still paid thousands. What's really ridiculous is that the US wants money from me too. Even though there is a tax treaty between the two countries, if you're self employed, the states want you to pay them too. So ridiculous. I mean what am I getting for those taxes? As I reread this, I'm seeing a lot of buts, even thoughs, stills and sundry other contrast introducing connectors. I wonder if I speak that way too.