OK, I’ve mailed all the tax paperwork out and now don’t have to think about it again till my accountant calls to ask me to clarify some obscure financial moment in my life that I will probably barely remember. So my normally sunny disposition should soon reassert itself. If nothing else, I know I will be able to watch the Daily Show tonight and see Jon Stewart’s take on Dick Cheney’s little shooting mishap this weekend. At my age, I really don’t need much more than that to amuse me.