Not much to say

I’m sore all over.  I’m tired.  My brain is fried.  Lightly, like tempura, but still fried.  (Is it insensitive of me to refer to anything Japanese?  I don’t mean to be insensitive.)

I just got an email from TurboTax that says “It’s time to put the ‘fun’ in refund!”  Good luck with that ad campaign.  If I dream about doing our taxes, we’ll know they put subliminal messages in their emails.  I’ll let you know.  I’ll be doing important investigative work in my sleep.