Internal Revenue sent me a note this week.  It’s always good to hear from old friends, though I must say they were rather formal considering how many years of association we’ve had.  Decades of sending them money every year, and they act as if I’m a total stranger.

The gist of their letter was this: It seems my taxes were not figured perfectly last year, and I owe them another $7.92.  Seven dollars and ninety-two cents.   

Those guys charge more interest than the Mafia, so ...