Now that the IRS has gotten off its ass and allowed for those using Schedule A of Form 1040 to file, it's a race against time! What will happen first, will the government shutdown or will the IRS process the refunds?
An interesting note - in the event of a government shutdown, the IRS only processes those returns that include payments. - apparently that is an "essential function". Getting a refund? BOHICA. "Non-essential."
And, a special F-U to Congress. Great time to take a recess, you useless asshats. I love the brinkmanship, and I really love that you're playing games with a barely-recovering-economy by threatening to put hundreds of thousands of federal workers on involuntary furlough. Really, THIS is your recovery plan? Screw you. Screw you all, you are all the same useless bags of gas and bullshit. Democrat, republican... same shit, different designation.
The real dilemma: who do you vote for, when you think everyone sucks equally?
Friday, February 25, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
I've Got A Lot Of Names For These Things
And, well, the plural form that Toyota has just announced wasn't one of them:
Toyota Says Plural of Prius is "Prii"
Well, whatever you want to call these hideous contraptions, if I MUST be forced to set eyes on one, let it be from this point of view:
Toyota Says Plural of Prius is "Prii"
Well, whatever you want to call these hideous contraptions, if I MUST be forced to set eyes on one, let it be from this point of view:
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Parking on P1 - it's a privilege, not a right!
Today, my day STARTED OUT pissing me off (as you may or may not have
seen from my Tweet earlier). Roll into the garage at 7:45AM, and I'm
behind a red Prius who decides to attempt to park on P1 in a compact
space. Really, not an issue, it's a Prius, this should be easy,
right? WRONG! It took her, I sh1t you not, at least FIVE minutes to
back her ass into this f-ing parking space, even with the guidance of
our garage attendants who are frantically waving at her because now
she's backing cars up the entrance ramp because, you know, it's
morning rush hour? And, because no one can see her but me (as she was
about 7 spaces from the right turn of the entrance) they all seemed to
think I was just sitting there for some unknown reason, so they sit
there blowing horns and sh1t. Really, asshats? Yes, I'm just sitting
here for no reason... in the middle of the ramp, not moving... I
figured what the hell, this seems like a good place to park!
seen from my Tweet earlier). Roll into the garage at 7:45AM, and I'm
behind a red Prius who decides to attempt to park on P1 in a compact
space. Really, not an issue, it's a Prius, this should be easy,
right? WRONG! It took her, I sh1t you not, at least FIVE minutes to
back her ass into this f-ing parking space, even with the guidance of
our garage attendants who are frantically waving at her because now
she's backing cars up the entrance ramp because, you know, it's
morning rush hour? And, because no one can see her but me (as she was
about 7 spaces from the right turn of the entrance) they all seemed to
think I was just sitting there for some unknown reason, so they sit
there blowing horns and sh1t. Really, asshats? Yes, I'm just sitting
here for no reason... in the middle of the ramp, not moving... I
figured what the hell, this seems like a good place to park!
Protip: If you cannot reverse-park quickly and efficiently, do not
park on P1 right near the entrance first thing in the morning! Drive
your shit down to P3 and take as long as you want to park your f-ing
toy car.
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Sunday, February 13, 2011
"Seemingly every other day, I raise my angry fist to the skies..."
The title of this post is from this WP article today: A noon appointment with a Bahamas beach.
If there was ever a more fitting quote for this blog, I haven't found it. And I'm not just talking about winter in general, although that definitely makes me angry, as my posts here will attest (the snow, the driving, or lack thereof, etc.). But really, it's broader than that.
Last week at work was a perfect example. I've had more than one person complaining that a certain regulatory filing is due on Valentine's Day, and that was apparently really messing with their schedules. (Including one who told me it was interrupting his skiing vacation with his mistress in Vail, Colorado. Yes, you read that right, not wife, mistress!) The previous two years, the deadline wasn't Vday, but that's simply because it happened to fall on a weekend those two years so the deadline was automatically extended, per the federal regs. And yet, somehow, it's my fault that it's on Vday?
Real talk: I got so annoyed with one of them not understanding the deadline that I actually made this person get a calendar, open it, and count 45 days from December 31. "Oh, you end up on Vday? Yes... that's right... and that's why it's the deadline! I don't make the rules, I just have to follow them!" Gah!
It seems that everyone seems to have spent January jacking off, then decided when they rolled into their offices on February 1 that "Oh, better do some work!" - WTF? It's been an absolutely brutal month so far. Here's hoping that springtime comes soon, and with it... less insanity and fist shaking! (Although I tend to doubt that last part...)
If there was ever a more fitting quote for this blog, I haven't found it. And I'm not just talking about winter in general, although that definitely makes me angry, as my posts here will attest (the snow, the driving, or lack thereof, etc.). But really, it's broader than that.
Last week at work was a perfect example. I've had more than one person complaining that a certain regulatory filing is due on Valentine's Day, and that was apparently really messing with their schedules. (Including one who told me it was interrupting his skiing vacation with his mistress in Vail, Colorado. Yes, you read that right, not wife, mistress!) The previous two years, the deadline wasn't Vday, but that's simply because it happened to fall on a weekend those two years so the deadline was automatically extended, per the federal regs. And yet, somehow, it's my fault that it's on Vday?
Real talk: I got so annoyed with one of them not understanding the deadline that I actually made this person get a calendar, open it, and count 45 days from December 31. "Oh, you end up on Vday? Yes... that's right... and that's why it's the deadline! I don't make the rules, I just have to follow them!" Gah!
It seems that everyone seems to have spent January jacking off, then decided when they rolled into their offices on February 1 that "Oh, better do some work!" - WTF? It's been an absolutely brutal month so far. Here's hoping that springtime comes soon, and with it... less insanity and fist shaking! (Although I tend to doubt that last part...)
Saturday, February 5, 2011
The Return
Well welcome back to my deviant mind. I had to go away for a while to hone my anger and distaste for everything and everyone around me. let's start with a quick little list and let it simmer.
1. Death I hate you! how dare you attempt to take things i enjoy and then stay your hand from people who obviously need a good killing!
2. Twitter enough said
3. Peanut Butter long have waited to destroy your lineage
4. Ticks (who came up with this F-ing retarded bug) i mean really thanks for the Lyme ass
5. tipping at the carryout counter REALLY isn't that why you drove your ass up there in the first place and now you feel guilty and are going to steal seconds from my life!
6. People who cant add while tipping at the counter!
7. Crab grass! You started the war and now i am going to nuke your A!
8. The i-phone 4 and Verizon! Verizon if your going to get the i-phone make it the 5!!! i don't want you lame ass non 4G old ATT tech. "But but It must be great its from Steve Jobs." F you mindless apple heads.
9. Democrats and Republicans your all in it together you thieving bastards!
10. Ice storms
Edge out
1. Death I hate you! how dare you attempt to take things i enjoy and then stay your hand from people who obviously need a good killing!
2. Twitter enough said
3. Peanut Butter long have waited to destroy your lineage
4. Ticks (who came up with this F-ing retarded bug) i mean really thanks for the Lyme ass
5. tipping at the carryout counter REALLY isn't that why you drove your ass up there in the first place and now you feel guilty and are going to steal seconds from my life!
6. People who cant add while tipping at the counter!
7. Crab grass! You started the war and now i am going to nuke your A!
8. The i-phone 4 and Verizon! Verizon if your going to get the i-phone make it the 5!!! i don't want you lame ass non 4G old ATT tech. "But but It must be great its from Steve Jobs." F you mindless apple heads.
9. Democrats and Republicans your all in it together you thieving bastards!
10. Ice storms
Edge out
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Another Country(man) heard from...
OK, I know, it's been a while since my last contribution. Let's just say shit hit the fan in Q4 2010 for me and leave it at that.
While we were gone, I wound up buying a new (to me) car. It's a 2006 MINI Cooper S, with a proper 6 speed manual gearbox. The sucker is fast as hell, as you would expect for anything this size and weight packing a supercharged and intercooled engine (see below).
Apparently MINI wasn't content with its success at hitting the mark on what a proper sports compact should be. So they come along with this hideous contraption:
Meet the Countryman, folks. And there's nothing "mini" about it. Now, on it's own, this wouldn't be a terrible vehicle. For an SUV, it's small, has good interior space and gets decent gas mileage. About the only thing lacking is that it only seats four, as it has a gimmicky full length center console. The big issue with this vehicle is its name. MINI. Why bother getting a vehicle like this if it completely misses the whole point of buying from a particular marque? Anyway, I rest my case. There's no point in being long winded about things when I know that I'm right. While picking up some parts, I made certain to voice my opinion of this vehicle to the fine folks at Princeton MINI. "It creeps me out."
So while some Americans are thinking they're cool because they figured out a way to own a MINI and an SUV at the same time, enthusiasts like me know better. Time to book passage for my original Cooper S to Germany so I can hit the Nürburgring and eat some Porsche 911s for lunch in the corners. Like this:
While we were gone, I wound up buying a new (to me) car. It's a 2006 MINI Cooper S, with a proper 6 speed manual gearbox. The sucker is fast as hell, as you would expect for anything this size and weight packing a supercharged and intercooled engine (see below).
Apparently MINI wasn't content with its success at hitting the mark on what a proper sports compact should be. So they come along with this hideous contraption:
Meet the Countryman, folks. And there's nothing "mini" about it. Now, on it's own, this wouldn't be a terrible vehicle. For an SUV, it's small, has good interior space and gets decent gas mileage. About the only thing lacking is that it only seats four, as it has a gimmicky full length center console. The big issue with this vehicle is its name. MINI. Why bother getting a vehicle like this if it completely misses the whole point of buying from a particular marque? Anyway, I rest my case. There's no point in being long winded about things when I know that I'm right. While picking up some parts, I made certain to voice my opinion of this vehicle to the fine folks at Princeton MINI. "It creeps me out."
So while some Americans are thinking they're cool because they figured out a way to own a MINI and an SUV at the same time, enthusiasts like me know better. Time to book passage for my original Cooper S to Germany so I can hit the Nürburgring and eat some Porsche 911s for lunch in the corners. Like this:
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