The Tax Man Cometh - Part II
Well, the tax bite isn’t as bad as I was led to believe when I groped my way through an initial cut at it last month. It turns out that we had enough withholding and deductions to come close to breaking even.
I try and plan things to break even and, up to the prior tax year, it generally worked out that I would owe the Feds and State a small amount. That’s the way I like it, not having to depend on a refund, especially from the Peoples Republik of Kalifornistan, who have trouble paying in actual money. They issue a ‘voucher’ in lieu of a check or credit - Monopoly money any way you look at it.
Things are different this time around since my status transitioned from employed to retired. I had no clear idea how things would work out. It turns out that I owe the usual small amount to the Fed but, unfortunately, the State is going to owe me some chump change.
If I do get a voucher, I believe that my credit union is buying them from members only at face value. They can better afford to deal with any delays that Brokefornia might have in making good on their IOUs.

Here’s an example. I wrote a script to randomly display some quotes from one of my favorite movies, “Blazing Saddles.” 
In retirement, I continue to regularly communicate with my former colleagues - one of them sent me this tongue-in-cheek overview of retirement relocation options in an email today. If you find any of this politically incorrect - well - see the disclaimer in the sidebar.
I haven’t been on-topic with regard to the pro-second-amendment stance of this blog. I blame distractions such as my recent retirement, a subsequent venture into Arizona and the beginning of our efforts to fix-up and sell our home. We have a lot of ’stuff’ we need to do. The purging of the junk has begun.