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05/28/2007: "High Price Of Life"
It's the end of May. You know what that means? Property tax time! Why, oh, why-o can't someone give me a job in Blanchester so I can move away from here! I know there are places where property taxes are a fraction -- a sliver -- of what they are here! Because I've lived in St. Joe Township, Indiana!!! Yet, here I continue to live and pay 5400 a year to support schools, parks, libraries and what not. It's all for the children!!!
Well, I kid, of course. I kid because I care.
"Don't kill kids. Don't run them over. Let them live and grow to be older."
Everyone can't relate to property tax rates five times what they pay in their own little corner of paradise, but I think everyone's talking about the price of gas. People love to talk about that. But seriously, folks. Regular's at 3.59 in my neighborhood. There are a couple numbers I like better than price per gallon. They're all directly related, of course, but I think these others let you think about the costs from a slightly different angle. Both of these require you to have some idea what your car's mileage is, but, this is 2007, right? Everyone knows that or has some idea, I'm sure. It fluctuates, of course, but mine's been pretty consistent. The first number is how far can you get on a dollar. That's just miles per dollar. For me, that comes to 6.4. Wow. One buck, six and a half miles. The second number is how much it costs, just for gas, to get to and from work every day. That's about $12.50 for me. Ay, carumba. Sounds like a lot for the "pleasure" of being at work all day, but it's got a long way to go before quitting is an option. Perhaps it's time for a motorcycle. But then I'd have to figure a third number -- for which I do not know the formula -- that would tell me the odds of living another year while subjecting myself to 80 miles of rush hour traffic every day on a motorcycle.
Feel better?
