I haven't been blogging (remember way back when, when blogging wasn't a verb and only compulsive Dear Diary types had one?) for a while because I've been e-commercing, a hellish process that I now have second thoughts about -- wasn't it easier just to let Paypal handle all the (insert EXPLETIVE CHAIN) details? I mean, it's ugly: merchant account, payment account, extra relationships and fees for Visa/Mastercard, way less fraud protection, interstate taxation nightmare, security fears, and a typical two-month process to get the powerful but very, very-unsuitable-out-of-the-box shopping cart going which, incidentally, is also a favorite target of Estonian hackers or something. WTF was I thinking? Really? 

I think it might have been a big mistake. Big, big. Especially since I don't want to be a shopkeeper. I just want to be a marketer. There's a theme song in there.

Also, Chris left my car window open meaning the electric bits were ONCE AGAIN subjected to 2.5 days of constant drizzling rain. If I let him borrow my car at all I can ensure that one of two times it will be rankly abused. I really hate it when that happens. It gets under my skin.

Also, my tax guy didn't submit our taxes! I can't believe it. I worked my ass off to make sure I got him    all the numbers  a month ago, I did all the calculations and hard stuff myself, I called every few days toward the deadline to make sure we were going to make it, and he didn't file them. He said, "it's complicated." He said, "one day late is no big deal." Even though I have to pay both state and fed taxes, and one day late could very well be a Big Deal to one of them apples!

My tax guy is officially my ex tax guy as of tomorrow, assuming the taxes get filed.