It's Ceasar Chavez day here in California, which means the unemployment office is closed and I'll have to wait yet another day before the claim checks arrive. Yeah, I know, I feel awful about my reliance on tax money, but then I remind myself about folks like Kenneth Lay and the rest of the White collar energy scumbags that within the space of 15 seconds stole ten times my yearly income, and who are now giving tens times more of the same ill-gotten gains to the lawyers protecting them.

Oh yeah - I just hate myself for being unemployed.

Which reminds me, I must schedule an appointment with the tax accountant to see how much more of the next-to-nothing I actually earned needs to be given the government.