Federal Income Tax

So yet another Federal Income Tax wends its merry way to Andover, Massachusetts; certification #7004-2510-0005-8611-6820, return-receipt requested, snail-mail.
I held off until today (Tuesday, 4/18) because we owe them lackeys $219.01. New York went last week, since they owe us $396.30. It would have gone earlier, but that’s when I finished it. I usually do the fed first, because N.Y. uses many fed numbers.
As I turned it in, it made me wonder if the bluster-boy had finished his. Knowing how we Hugheses are, he probably did, but it may have required a late night.
No doubt every Flag-Out post has been read, and all mine noisily foamed at. (Like shooting fish in a barrel — somebody else posts something, I respond, and Jack goes catatonic.)
All I have to do is mention ‘pyooters of any kind, and it prompts an anti-MAC tirade. It’s such fun!
Mention Harleys (Harelys?) and he hits the ceiling — predictable as rain.
Meanwhile Boston Harbor is awash in sewage, and our boys in Iraq lack armor.
Taxes were a hairball when I worked at the mighty Mezz. I usually had no time to do them until the last minute. This time I began months ago.
Suggestion: 1040 online is a fillable pdf. Do that, and you don’t have to toss a hand-written 1040 at 3 a.m.
No doubt this will prompt “Welcome to the ‘90s;” but that’s all right — I expect sonorous posturing.
But he may not have known that. It sure saved me a lot of grief.