A patient says, "Doctor, last night I made a Freudian slip, I was having dinner with my mother-in-law and wanted to say: 'Could you please pass the butter?' "But instead I said: 'You silly cow, you have completely ruined my life.'"
Actually, my mother-in-law is nice. But I thought I'd post this joke before I clean out and delete some of my old email.
Betty and I have now done six returns, most recently ours. We are both getting refunds. Just one more to go. We still have to do my brother-in-law's, which is a task, given the mound of T5s and T3s and stock trades.
There was this epsiode of The Larry Sanders Show guest starring David Duchovny. Larry Sanders (Garry Shandling) is a fictitious talk show host who interviews real guests, so Duchovny was starring as himself. In this epsiode, Duchovny was still smarting from having been recently "bumped" by Leno and Letterman, meaning that the interviews before him ran over the allotted time, cutting into his own slot. At any rate, after realizing that his interview with Larry had been cut short, Duchovny whispers to Sanders during a commercial break that when he gets back to his lonely hotel room, there had better be a big f*cking fruit basket waiting for him.
In my case, there had better be a goddamn good meal wating for me when this is all done. And I'm going to even eat dead cow tissue just to get my money's worth.
Turkey for dinner on Friday, at the mother-in-law's [like I said, she's nice]. Birthday party for Shaula's schoolmate, J., at Watermania in Richmond on Saturday. The boy has a confirmed crush on Shaula. The last time we were at Watermania, there was an O'Henry bar incident and they had to shut down a pool, net the little log, and then let the water cycle for an hour.
Then it's more turkey Saturday night.
Okay, break's over, back to work...

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