OK, if you haven’t gotten your taxes done, it might be time to get started. I’m rather proud of the fact that I had mine done back in, like, February. Of course, mine aren’t exactly complicated, what with very little of my “wealth” being held in offshore accounts, no capital gains (nor losses) to report, and basically just my property taxes and mortgage interest to deduct. I probably could weasel out more than that, but, well, I’m not really into that sort of thing.

Remember that champion of hard-working stay-at-home moms, Mitt Romney? Turns out, while he may or may not think being a mom is hard, it appears he doesn’t think it’s very dignified.

In January, Romney touted his proposal as governor of Massachusetts to raise the amount of work required of parents on welfare so that they could “have the dignity of work.”
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“I wanted to increase the work requirement,” said Romney in New Hampshire. “I said, for instance, that even if you have a child 2 years of age, you need to go to work. And people said, ‘Well that’s heartless.’ And I said, ‘No, no, I’m willing to spend more giving day care to allow those parents to go back to work. It’ll cost the state more providing that daycare, but I want the individuals to have the dignity of work.’”

Today is supposed to be 88 degrees here, and sunny. Until I get out of work, at which point it’s supposed to turn to sever storms (the same system that brought tornadoes to the Midwest, I guess). I’m not looking forward to that, as Fritzi doesn’t care for the boom-booms, and if it storms overnight, there won’t be much sleep for me. Not that I slept much last night. Being out of beer, I was unable to sedate myself. This was kind depressing, though this morning I was kind of grateful. I mean, Mondays are tough enough when you’re not hung over.

The question is, do I buy beer on the way home, or do I stay dry for another night?