So today (a day late) we sent in our quarterly taxes to the IRS.  Fortunately for them we’re not one of the huge number of federal employees who are giving them headaches by not filing their taxes… from last year or before.  You can read a little about it here.  I love a good tax story as much as the next person, which is to say not at all.  Taxes are possibly more certain than death because some people have been frozen and aren’t technically dead.  Of course the other side of it is that I’d rather pay taxes than die right now.  To be honest I find that as my finances turn more and more into digital transactions taking place off in the ether of the interwebs and telephone lines on computers run by mega-corporations I don’t think about money like I used to when I was dealing with cold hard cash, so paying taxes has turned into part of being inside of the matrix.  I hate it, but its what makes me feel alive.  And I like this steak – even if it isn’t real.