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Taxes, Ukraine, etc.
Mar. 29th, 2022 10:29 pmI took annual leave for the day, and spent a big part of the morning filing my federal and Virginia income tax returns.
Then I walked to the Post Office, since I didn’t have any stamps for overseas letters in the apartment. I bought a few, as well as mailing a check to the Ukrainian Ministry of Defense. A bit of historical irony: my paternal grandmother was chased by Cossacks growing up as a girl in a shtetl in what is now Lithuania; Ukraine’s national anthem boasts of Ukrainians being the Kozak (Cossack) nation; and now the Ukrainians are heroes of mine, and I have written a check to help them defend their country, as well as contributing to aid for Ukrainian refugees. Slava Ukraini!
Later, I participated in the No Strings Attached Book Club; we discussed Poul Anderson’s novel, The High Crusade, which I had suggested at our last meeting. It’s short and good-humored, in contrast to some of our other books.
Then I joined in an online Georgist Zoom session, planning this summer’s Council of Georgist Organizations meeting in Albany.
For dinner, instead of cooking, I ordered takeout from Atilla’s Restaurant, a Turkish place about half a mile away. The bread was hot when they gave it to me, and good once heated again in my oven. The humus and the tabouleh were good, and the stuffed grape leaves weren’t bad; they also threw in a free sample of cacik, yogurt with cucumber.
Then I walked to the Post Office, since I didn’t have any stamps for overseas letters in the apartment. I bought a few, as well as mailing a check to the Ukrainian Ministry of Defense. A bit of historical irony: my paternal grandmother was chased by Cossacks growing up as a girl in a shtetl in what is now Lithuania; Ukraine’s national anthem boasts of Ukrainians being the Kozak (Cossack) nation; and now the Ukrainians are heroes of mine, and I have written a check to help them defend their country, as well as contributing to aid for Ukrainian refugees. Slava Ukraini!
Later, I participated in the No Strings Attached Book Club; we discussed Poul Anderson’s novel, The High Crusade, which I had suggested at our last meeting. It’s short and good-humored, in contrast to some of our other books.
Then I joined in an online Georgist Zoom session, planning this summer’s Council of Georgist Organizations meeting in Albany.
For dinner, instead of cooking, I ordered takeout from Atilla’s Restaurant, a Turkish place about half a mile away. The bread was hot when they gave it to me, and good once heated again in my oven. The humus and the tabouleh were good, and the stuffed grape leaves weren’t bad; they also threw in a free sample of cacik, yogurt with cucumber.
