Good Morning Ted and Jody:
I had the television on in the background while I was tallying up the medical mileage for the car for taxes yesterday. Unfortunately, it was on CNN so I was barraged with endless speculation about what is the pestilence going to do about: Syria and Assad, Korea, and the Chinese president I don’t get why the media continues to speculate about what the pestilence is going to do when he doesn’t know and when he decides he changes his mind before the word leave his mouth. It surprised me that the speculators missed some of the more obvious solutions such as putting out a contract on Assad and letting the private sector criminals handle the job (differentiating the private sector criminals from the government which does not need the word criminals following it as it would be redundant). Finally, I changed the channel only to be captivated by a National Geographic program about Ostriches. Ostriches were infinitely more interesting than the speculation about what the pestilence is going to do, however, interesting was as distracting as speculation, although less irritating, so I finally turned the television off. Then I made significant progress in my tallying. After I finished figuring out that we used over 7,000 miles for medical trips (when one lives as far west as we do, one finds miles are shortened so it takes more to go anyplace) I got to wondering what the real difference is between tallying and dallying.? I concluded one was adding up numbers with the television off and one doing the same with the television on.
Every year when I go through the exercise of putting the receipts and W-2s and allied reports from this that and other places on what they claim they paid us. I reach two conclusions. First that I should really either file a short tax form or I should find a better way to keep tax receipts other than an empty apple box. And second, I really should get to the bottom of what Nancy does with all the money those W-2s and allied reports claim we received. But then, If I find out I may not want to know; or, worse, Nancy will want to know what I do with all that money they claim they pay us. It would then become the battle over who is more wasteful, the one of us who buys sewing machines and cloth and travels frequently in connection with said purchases or the one of us who buys cameras, software and makes frequent trips to distinct places that have no restroom facilities so that one has to turn around and come back anyway. Notice, I am learning tact, I didn’t name names. However, speaking of cameras, I did notice the photographer of the Ostriches had one honey of a large lens. I wonder . . .
I am off to incur more medical miles this morning. I go in for my second post-operative checkup. This time it is with the fellow who made the scar on my back on February 13th. The first post-operative checkup was with an innocent, pregnant nurse practitioner. I suppose the time between then and now and the buffer meeting with an innocent, pregnant nurse practitioner is so I would have had a chance to cool off. None-the-less that office has a metal detector when one enters. It also makes me wonder, was that nurse practitioner really pregnant or was that theatrical garb? None-the-less it will give me an opportunity to enter mileage data in the book we keep in the car to ensure that one day in April of 2018 I will have an opportunity to dally again, oops, tally.
I hope this missive finds you happy, healthy, in good spirits and well past mileage tallying.
Warmest regards, Ed