It’s August, so why am I doing taxes? It’s a long, boring story fraught with laziness (on my part) and stupidity (on my former tax “accountant’s” part). Seeing as I needed to get some items settled before a pocket-protector-clad IRS agent knocked on my front door, I asked around for a recommendation for a new and improved tax accountant. Based on a tip from my good friend Tiffany, I headed to Maryland with piles of documents in hand. After three hours […]![]()
