Photo of the Week: It Really Is A Small World After All !

Crazy things happen to me all the time.

Like yesterday,  I was taking photos at the International Orchid Show.

This guy come up and taps me on the shoulder and says, "Mikesan."

Well, I looked at him and said, " Sashiburi.".

Don't worry.  I wasn't cussin'.  That's short for "Long time-no see."

Talk about a small world.  Sometime, last century,  I was the best man at his sister's wedding.

That was in California, USA.

When he found out I was a cameraman, everyone in his group wanted pictures.

Well, some gal handed me one of those throw-away film cameras and I told her I forgot how to operate them.  So,  I took a few photos with the newfangled thing for them.

Folks, over here, of a certain age, don't have internet and email.  That's the easiest way for me to send them printable photo files.  Email is kinda scary, ya know and computers even worse.

Dang,  I wish I could remember that gal's name from the wedding thing, I did.

Maybe, she has a computer back in California and will recognize her brother.

That way,  I could get an address and mail a photo to the guy and his friends.

IT'S A SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL !

PHOTO OF THE DAY:  JAPANESE WHITE EYE

Tax Trouble Tuesday Willie Nelson Dunnit So Can I, Hah !

                              Whoops, looks like I PULLED ANOTHER LITTLE WILLIE !

Today, just for the heck of it,  I'll call Tax Trouble Tuesday cuz that's what day it is where I'm at in Okinawa, Japan.  Don't worry, I haven't got tax troubles like Willie Nelson had.  What a hoot !

My delinquent taxes are on some property in California that's probably going to fall into the ocean someday.  Soon, I hope.  Do you still have to pay taxes for property you own at the bottom of the sea ?

Usually, I pay my taxes to help those poor folks back in California, way ahead of time.  But, last year, I guess I stuck the tax bill in the box with all the Christmas cards I keep forgetting to write.

Then, this pink slip came in the mail and I stuffed it in my cargo pocket so I wouldn't forget to make an online payment.

Well, I walked around in a typhoon and got everything soaked. It's dry now and I went to make an online-delinquent payment.  They wouldn't take my money because the online robots were too busy counting everybody else's delinquent tax payments. Sounds like business is booming there !

So, they're getting my taxes, the old fashioned way, by snail mail. 

My penalties and all comes up to less than the cost of a sixpack of beer.  No need to auction off any of the wife's (excess) household possessions or anything like that.  I could skip a few beers this week and come out ahead, I suppose.

It's not even the IRS, just the state of California.  I have kinfolk there so, I don't wish the whole place would fall in the ocean.  Just my property would be good enough, for me. Unless Willie wants the place.  I'd give him a good deal.

DISCLAIMER:  SOMEBODY ELSE THUNK OF TAX TROUBLE TUESDAY BEFORE ME

Hah, and somebody named Jody went in the comments department and called Willie a "rich, hippy dope head".  Wonder what Jody was smoking ?  There ain't no hippies in Texas, are there ?


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