The three biggest lies ever told are:
- I'm from the IRS and I'm here to help you.
- I won't cum in your mouth.
- My name is Donald J. Trump, and I, alone, can fit it.
My journey towards femininity, with all the bumps in the road. Who knows where this road will lead? But it certainly will be a prettier road, and one well worth traveling.
The three biggest lies ever told are:
The house holds a lot of memories for us. Both of us spent our formative years in that house. And it'll be a sad day when we sign the house over to its new owners. For a house built in 1941, it still has good bones, and the new owners will only be the third family to own the house.
My parents bought the house because it was walking distance to a bus that would take us to the subway station, and still be outside NYC limits. Their children could get a good suburban in a suburban school, instead of a mediocre (or worse) education one would get in NYC schools. (And they were right, given how NYC debased the quality of its education in order to allow certain groups to "earn" a diploma without having to meet all the former requirements for that diploma.)
I grew up in good times, in a prosperous post-war America that was at the top of its game. Anyone who wanted a job that paid well enough to support a family could have one. Anyone with a decent education could make it to the top of business - if they knew how to "play the game" and were members of the right group. America was far from perfect. But it was a good time for people like me to be alive - unless we were among the persecuted minorities.
My dad had some college (from what I remember), but he never had use of it. Instead, he became a salesman of machine tools. When manufacturing died in NYC (this was before Amazon), he couldn't retool to sell another type of product. There were too many different customers with whom he'd have to build new relationships. So, he retired early. When I took my first computer job, I earned more than he did. I could have afforded a house like his with a few years of saving. But I took a different path. I bought only the living space I needed - a one bedroom apartment. And, that would be the only space I would ever need, as children were not in my future.
When my brother and I inherited the house outright, we rented it out for a while. And when our tenant left, we tried to fix it up and rent it out. But it made more sense to sell. Soon, the day will come, and we will leave that house forever with only our memories to show for it.
April 15th comes awful quick these days. If you're not careful, you might just miss it. Yet, it's hard to believe that most people didn't have to pay income taxes a little over 100 years ago; our government raised most of its funds via tariffs and customs duties. Now, tax day is a day that many people dread. In my case, I have to over withhold through the year on money I earn so that I can make up for under withholding on my pension. Although I can afford to pay estimated taxes throughout the year, I prefer to pay them up front and not have to worry about finding money to pay taxes at tax time.
If you think I have it bad, I know someone who has sold a house and is now renting. Although this person has owned a share of the home for over 30 years, a divorce and property settlement may trigger the payment of more taxes than this person would want to pay. (As if we ever want to pay taxes.) Thankfully, this person can shelter a $250,000 gain from the sale, but what about this person's share of the gains that must be shared with an ex-spouse? I know that my brother and I will be paying capital gains on any gains we have from selling our family homestead, as neither of us have lived in the house for years.
Others have it even worse. My niece is an American citizen living in the United Kingdom. She has to file taxes to two governments. Luckily, the United States allows people to exclude a certain percentage of overseas income from double taxation. (I don't remember the figures or the mechanisms.) But if she had as large income, she'd be going broke giving money to two governments. (I want to find out what my brother had to do for her this year - he could provide me with an education on this topic.) Luckily for UK subjects, they don't get taxed by the UK for income earned overseas.
At least, I only have to give New York under $200 this year. I'd rather owe NYS than owe the Federal government, as NYS takes forever to send out refunds....
As one would expect, like many couples, RQS and I get bored staying in the house all weekend. So she suggested that we see a movie, and I...