The Annual Tax Post, 2014 edition.

The weather has finally warmed up, and it's time to think about all those wonderful spring activities, like getting the lawn mower ready, cleaning gutters, cleaning up winter deadfall, and spreading compost on the garden.

Speaking of compost . . . .

The leeches demand their annual tribute.  Following in last year's footsteps, I've calculated my total federal tax bill, including social insecurity and medifraud withtholdings.  $33,000 was forcibly taken from my family.

Of course, I could have used this money to pay for my sons' college.  Or socked extra away so that when Mrs. Workshop and I retire, I won't need to beg at the government's teat for my social insecurity check to be mailed.

Normally I attempt to paint a positive picture of where my money goes.  But this year, it's become painfully obvious that the money went to crony capitalists who were rewarded by the Big O for their campaign contributions.  Similarly, since 2/3 of income taxes are just transfer payments to the class of people who can't seem to hold down a productive job but keep spitting out kids, the money I worked for is helping them maintain their two-television with cable and an ipad lifestyle.



Dear IRS, President Obama, Dingy Harry, SanFran Nan, Lois "not political per-se" Lerner, and Attorney General Eric "don't go there" Holder,

I sincerely hope the anal reaming you gave the productive citizens of this country is returned to you in kind.

Sincerely,

Workshop.

A Question for "Equal Pay" Advocates:

If it is true that women get paid 77% of what men earn (as the White House posits) . . .




Why do men get hired?

St Beatus of Lungern

I'll preface this by saying Wikipedia is just about the worst source of factual information, but for creating a bit of cool stuff in my OSR campaign world, I like it.

St. Beatus

Here are images of the caves and monestary.

So here's a priest who fought a dragon, then took up residence in the dragon's caves.  Yeah, that sounds Old School to me. 

Old School - Swords and Wizardry

I added a link to Frog God Games over on the right column, because they've become the major supplier of my latest campaign world additions. 

Plus, Swords and Wizardry is freaking awesome.  Old school, none of this "balance encounters" crap.  S&W puts the power back behind the GM screen, and is vying with Castles & Crusades as my favorite game publisher.

I'm really looking forward to their Lost Lands campaign book Kickstarter, but it won't be for a while yet.  For the moment I have to make due with Rappan Athuk, the Razor Coast, and my copies of Necromancer Games' classics. 

Alex and Austin, you guys don't know what you're in for!

Paper Miniatures On The Cheap

Dryw the Harper's page

I've used these figures for a while, and with all the new Paizo people stopping by, it' be nice to get this guy a little more exposure.

Go.  Download.  Print.  Play.

Way faster than trying to paint an entire village of commoners.

An Open Invitation

Dear Leftist Pazioians,

I'm going to leave this post here for a bit so, if you feel so inclined, you may make comments, posts, etc. so that I might see them.  

If you really want to have a conversation, I humbly invite you to let me know.

Heck, with the the help of this post I might actually remember to look at comments once in a while.

Sincerely,

Workshop.

Helping fix the deficit

Time for climate scientists to go on strike.

Oh, please, yes.

Let's see . . . no more grant money . . . no more insipid "go green" messages.  No more "OMG the global temperature rose 0.001 degree C we're all gonna DIE!" nonsense. 

No more junkets to exotic tropical destinations to hold "conferences" on climate change and help the economy of the local sex workers?

Sounds like a good idea to me.

The only thing I'd like better is a reality show with two dozen of the leading "climatologists" who have to struggle each week to maintain their spot on a slowly sinking island else drown and be fed to sharks.  The winner gets to stay on his 3 square meter piece of sand living a "green", "sustainable" life until we release rabid baboons onto his ecological paradise.  This leads to Season 2, tentatively titled "Climatologist: Invasive Species!"

I'd watch it.