
For the working class out there that toils away in coffee shops trying to eek out an existence writing front-of-the-book blurbs for beauty magazines, today represents a special kind of hell: It's tax day, and while most everyone else in employed life already had their government dollars withheld by their employer, you, dear soul, have not, and had to sort through all of your 1099s and receipts to figure out how much Uncle Sam is stealing from you this year.
Salon's Catherine Price found herself in a similar situation. Last year. It involved the scenario your cramped studio apartment looks like right now: Forms strewn all over your parquet floor, coffee rings bleeding through important government slips, and yourself, curled up in a fetal position. So she came up with a handy listicle of tips to get you through your pain and suffering. Most of her ideas are smart; all of them are obvious.
Get a tax adviser. Set up different bank accounts for business earnings. Pay your taxes quarterly. Set aside funds specifically for taxes. Bathe. (One we don't agree with: Don't own a coffee maker. This forces you to go outside and socialize. Good for your mental health, bad for your ability to get out of bed in the morning.)
But what's the one thing wrong with all of this good advice?
Today is April 15. Your taxes are due RIGHT NOW. And all of these words of wisdom come too late.

That reminds me of the cell phone conversation that I overheard yesterday. This idiot was talking about how he "better work on his taxes tonight". I am all for leaving things to the last minute, but honestly!