New Ovary Tax
I had a strange dream last night.
In my dream, I received a refund on my income tax. A few weeks later, I came across a notice typed at the bottom of a vegetarian Cuisenart cookbook that advised me that I’d have to send back the money I had received as a return plus I owed the government an extra $57.02 due to my left ovary. The government had given my left ovary a B+ instead of an A and had determined that I owed them some money since it wasn’t in top shape. Apparently, the right one was OK and I wouldn’t have to pay any extra tax on it.
That was it.
I’m not going to send in the money.
I have no idea if I actually have A or B+ ovaries. I don’t think about them very often.
What if men had to pay testicle tax? Would it be lower than ovary tax? Women always have to pay more for everything…clothes, haircuts, personal products.
I’m facing (and am grateful for) a three-day weekend. I don’t have any set plans, but I reeeeeaaaally feel like driving and getting out of town. Alas, no car. I’m not into camping at all; more of a bed-and-breakfast girl. I like hot baths and warm blankets.
The problem with living in Winnipeg is, you can’t just hop in a car and travel to another major city in a couple of hours. Unless you count Brandon as a major city and are in the mood to go to a hog or tractor exhibition. I’m glad that Manitoba isn’t overpopulated, but it would be nice to be near another major centre or a quaint seaside town for vacation purposes. We’re watching lots of travel shows on TV to keep us semi-appeased.
The cat is tearing up something…I’d best go and check if he’s destroying something off-limits.
P.S. The web wizard is working on the technical problems with my site. Sorry about the inconvenience.
Posted on May 18, 2002 01:37 PM