Category Archives: Politics

Downtown waterfront, sunset

So I guess those photos I took Wednesday night turned out after all:

About 3 minutes to sunset.

I’m pretty sure this guy was no longer living. So sad. Foot provided for scale.

I sat on this ledge to take the sunset shot.

Not sure if it’s always like this, but I found the amount of media coverage on the new Pope kind of overwhelming.

Graffiti.

I think the the G.WIZ Science Center is here, too.

An old friend.
That’s it for the Wednesday night shots. Here’s one I took today. I’m sure glad I can recycle these somewhere (Publix takes them). This is just from the past three months:

Signs

[picture: road signs
Saw these signs appear a couple weeks ago on the road I drive home on. A third sign, which read “Think for yourself”, has gone missing in the past few days. There’s no attribution on them anywhere. Brilliant though, eh? I had just had to get a snap of them before they all disappeared.
In other news, I’m now hobbling about everywhere. I stubbed my middle toe on my right foot pretty badly at the first beach ultimate game of the year.
Had a quick dip down at the pool tonight, now it’s time for bed. I’m exhausted.

Help wanted


Well I guess I should point out here that I didn’t actually go kayaking this past weekend. Maybe this coming weekend, though!
As it was last weekend was pretty jam-packed with stuff. Sarasota had its first big rain in a long time — musta been 3 months since it’s rained that hard. Big, fat drops. No “droplets” here. Each one was a mini, self-contained drenching. And I was outside throwing a frisbee around through the majority of it with 10 other nutcases. Haven’t caught a cold yet! 😀 (And the throat cold I had last week? Think it ran away in fear.)
Today was a good day, albeit a bit frantic. Spent the good majority of it fixing last minute typos in documentation. The temptation was there to just not read very hard and say “it looks good!” — after all, this is just a beta release — but thankfully my better judgement kicked in and I went through it with a fine-toothed comb (and got my coworkers to as well). This is the kind of thing that you could easily turn a blind eye to — uberhardcore proofreading of technical documentation — but you know, sooner or later it will all come back to you. Might as well get it perfect the first time, right?
Had a conversation with my good buddy Sean over MSN Messenger a couple days ago. I was explaining how I went to see the arts festival on Saturday. But then I explained one thing more, something I didn’t mention here. That after I left the festival, I felt guilty.
Why? Because I saw a piece of bubblejetted 8.5×11, hastily stuck in a newspaper box, advertising a march, an opportunity to take part in an anti-war demonstration — a cause which I am morally aligned with — and I didn’t act upon it.
Why not? Well, one reason is that it was supposed to run from 2-4pm, and it was already 2:15pm. Another reason was that I had no clue where the advertised meeting point (an intersection) was supposed to be. And I had to get home and back to drop off some information for the tax guy before 5pm, and (both ways), that trip was 40 minutes.
Why do these reasons suck? Because at 2:15, the rally had only just started, I had a map book in the car, so I could probably find the intersection, and I probably could have made it back from the tax guy in time to attend the last half-hour of the rally. These things always run overtime anyway.
What’s the real reason I didn’t go? Truth is, I feel totally helpless about politics right now. I feel as though there is nothing that I could do that would make any sort of difference whatsoever. In addition to this, I don’t feel like I have the time. I know a few people who are involved with politics. It practically consumes their lives. Right now, I’m not sure I know how to look after myself.
All this leaves me feeling guilty. Don’t really like it much.

Tax Fun


Apologies for not updating yesterday — things got pretty busy. As I hinted on Friday, I had to get some tax stuff sorted out.
Here’s the deal. I hadn’t filed my US taxes for various reasons — the biggest of which was that I thought the government owed me money, and I was in no rush to get it.
Now the Canadian gov’t wants proof of how much tax I paid in the US.
Problem is, that proof takes the form of a copy of my US tax return — which I don’t have — yet. Until I produce it, they’re assuming I paid no taxes in the states (patently false!), and I owe them a whole whack of cash, accumulating interest daily. Without proof — I NetFiled — my claim of a foreign tax credit isn’t valid.
So I went to see an accountant yesterday who deals with late tax returns. He said it looks like I’ll be getting a refund. While this is good news, it invalidates the amount of foreign tax I claim to have paid on my Canadian return (my mistake), so that will need to be adjusted.
I just need to give the accountant a couple more things before the US return can be filed: the amount of money I claimed as foreign tax credit in Canada, and the exactly entry and exit dates from the US. As a Canadian, the number of days you’re in the states during a given tax year makes a difference to whether you’re considered a “resident”, and whether you’re a resident makes a difference to how you’re taxed.
Anyway, hopefully this whole mess will be sorted soon. It already feels like there’s a big weight being lifted off my shoulders. If you’re a Canadian working in the states, be sure to record the exact entry and exit dates to and from the US. It’s vitally important to filing your taxes, especially if you’re there for around 6 months (the resident/non-resident categorization pivots around 183 days).

Donahue interviews Michael Moore

My friend Jessica just sent me a link to an interview with Michael Moore, the producer of the widely acclaimed documentary on violence in American culture, Bowling For Columbine. I saw it a couple of weeks back with the other Canadian at my company here in Sarasota, Florida. It’s a good film; it did wonders for my identity as a Canadian.
The interview is long, but I think it’s worth the read. Check it out.