Tax Sunday

[davidn]

Today's one of those special American days where people gather at each others' houses to watch a two hour long televised display of semi-organized violence and consume vast quantities of beer and shredded potatoes. Ourselves, we did all our shopping yesterday, and spent the afternoon doing our taxes. This year we're paying back a fair portion of the country's federal deficit, because Whitney was contracted and didn't pay any tax throughout the year, but next time we should revert to having some sort of actual reward for clicking through a Kafkaesque mountain of irrelevant questions (total depreciated value of all goods regained from mining activities?)

I did look up the rules for American football once when it happened to be on in the living room of my parents-in-law, but I failed to connect any of them with the armored Calvinball-like display that I was seeing. For something that's enjoyed stereotypically by people with more muscles than brain cells, it's surprising that it makes even less sense than tax form 1099-MISC/E.

Comments

[ravenworks.livejournal.com]

I could likewise never understand how people could be so enthusiastic over a game that stops so often -- when I was a kid, I didn't understand how any sports were played, but Football particularly drove me crazy just because everyone spent so much time just standing around..

[jenny0.livejournal.com]

Man, how happy would I be if someone organized a Calvinball game...