So Taxing

What better way to say goodbye to August than to rip around three counties with Dad??

The whole thing was set up as "Go to bed early so you can get up". Everyone is so sensitive about my sleeping! I just have insomnia!! So I went to bed after doing some furious art on my deviant site and the worst possible thing happens. Of coures I cannot sleep and the cats torment me outside the door for hours scratching and meowing. Finally I let Kirk in and he decided to fall asleep on my arm. I got no sleep.

Hours later I got out of bed and left with my dad to drop off his 2-ton 67 GMC dump truck in Whitehall, then travelled to Carrollton to pay the residential taxes. Our Empire has to be kept legal. He had like 11 tax bills. . . The courthouse there is really great. It has huge, old county records books, a dungeon like basement bathroom, and in one spot a thick glass floor which the lights from the basement shine up through.

After our time there we drove through the lush, green country up to the Capitol. We went to a very imposing government building which inside and out dripped with a fairly good mingling of Art Decco and Neo-Gothic design. Our business there required us to be screened by security, but was far more mundane than the whole paragraph might lead one to believe.

It was a nice day all in all, but man I was so shot by the end of it and doped up on lots and lots of WATER.