The Big Push

Well, as Howie Rich's paid slime merchants liked to sniff, I prepare taxes.

This is not who I am. It is something that I do. Just as driving a tractor did not make me a farmer, operating cranes and gantrys did not make me a steel worker, and working in endless office situations did not make me a temp.

OK. I AM a temp.

I will only be here a century or so.

Meantime, tax day is tomorrow.

Courage.