I’m up in Kansas City hanging out with Dr. Dave, his girlfriend (and long-time friend of mine) Ashley, and soon Michaelyn. I’ve been sprinting like a maniac the last few days, so we’re going to spend a night in eating pizza and playing Betrayal at the House on the Hill.
We went to pick up pizza from Papa Murpy’s and I got charged sales tax. In Ohio this doesn’t happen on food. At that moment I was reminded how stupid it is for the government to charge its citizens for the right to eat.
That should get fixed.