TAX INFORMATION
I was glad to get the tickets to the Boston Red Sox game but I didn’t want to be doing favors for this accountant for the rest of my life. He called me up this morning and asked me if I would deliver some of his tax stuff to Mrs. Murphy so she could sign. I drove out there and got the envelope and took it to Mrs. Murphy’s house. Oddly enough, Mrs. Murphy wasn’t home. I wondered if she got someone else to help her out with driving since she had glaucoma. I left the envelope between the screen door and left. Joe was happy to get the Red Sox tickets so it was all worth it. Willow was on TV that night and I decided to watch it. I was still mulling over my column for the paper and it was due in another week. That guy was still picketing with his goofy sign and it was picked up and displayed on YouTube for a while. What a nut! The kitten is doing find and I am happy to say that both Paul and Bill are on the wagon. I think being a father to kittens really sobered Paul up and he decided to have her spayed so this doesn’t happen again. I think Mrs. Sparkles will do much better with her new life. Bill love his kitten and he is doing well at AA. As a matter of fact, he wanted to be a sponsor, but they would not let him because he is less than a month sober. And Mike’s foot is healed, thank goodness. He fixed the deer hoof gun rack and made it into a hat rack. At least if a hat falls down, it won’t shoot him in the foot.