Quack Quack.
Today has been a day of getting my personal ducks in a proverbial row. And I feel really good about it. 
When my father passed away in 1998, there was no will. He didn’t have anything to will to anyone, really. Other than the property that we live on. Should he have had a will? Yes. But that’s my dad for you. So anyway, we’ve been paying the property taxes and such without it being in my mother’s name, nor mine. It’s still in his name.
After doing some research on the STAR exemption for New York State property owners, we found that my mother is not eligible since the property is not in her name. Sucks, right? Yeah. So I tell her, “look, we gotta change this, like asap.” So she tells me no, it’s too expensive. I tell her, just let me investigate. So I did. We have now started the process to do it. It’s not as expensive or complicated as she thought.
So yay, duck stuffed in it’s proper spot. The only thing I worry is that one of my half brothers is going to pull something. I don’t know why they would, but I still worry.
I’ve still got a bunch of other ducks thinking they can wander off, but I will get them reigned back in soon. Most of them involve writing and money. Mmm money… *homer drool*
One other duck that’s out of place in my pond is djing. I don’t really know what to say about it, really. There’s so much *stuff* going on there. Good, bad, in between. I miss Juiced Radio being a happy, yet dysfunctional family. But, there is a silver lining there, somewhere.
That’s all I’ll say about that, and really all I have to say for now. Got stuff I should be doing. Even tho I just wanna play WoW. o.O Yeah I wanna play games that I normally wouldn’t. Shush :p
