You are the type of person who can easily disappear in a crowd, a small crowd, a crowd of two people, two people including you. Family and friends do not seek out your advice on fashion, politics, the economy, computer technology, or much of anything else. Today, you are likely to spend a great deal of time searching for a specialty store looking to buy either a rotisserie oven that can also toast bread or a flower arrangement in a coffee cup for your father. Be on the lookout for empty parking spaces that appear to be near the entrance to a store. You should consider shopping at stores or businesses beginning with the letter K, but do not buy any products with a serial number or product code containing the number 637215. Your preferred shopping venue is discount super centers. Your special symbol is the period (.).

As a Beige Mundortle, you are somewhat dull, somewhat boring, somewhat lusterless. You don't particularly care and you don't really care that you don't care. You know that you have a somewhat drab, lackluster life, and that's just fine with you. You shop when you need to, buy what you have to, and get on with your life. It's just another day, another expenditure. You don't really care to spend a lot of time shopping, but you don't really care to spend a lot of time doing much of anything. Life goes on. So what? Who cares?

The official item in the National Income and Product Accounts maintained by the Bureau of Economics Analysis measuring rent earned by the household sector for supplying land and related factor services. This is one of five official factor payments making up national income. The other four are compensation of employees, net interest, corporate profits, and proprietors' income. Rental income of persons is typically the smallest of the five factor payment categories, usually less than 5 percent of national income.

Complete Entry | Visit the WEB*pedia

It's time to give up our attempts to enter the Merciless Monolithic Media Masters Cable Television Company, Inc. office and take care of other pressing business -- taxes. The next stop on our excursion through the economy is the Shady Valley City Hall, where we need to momentarily, and begrudgingly, pause so that I may pay my semi-annual property tax bill. This is the least enjoyable stop -- at least for me -- on our journey. Grumble. Grumble. Grumble.

Of course I hate to pay taxes! But, then again, who doesn't? Taxes are one of those annoying and evil necessities of life that simply can't be avoided.

Or can they? Do we have to pay taxes? A quick visit to a bookstore will produce dozens of books telling you how to avoid taxes by investing here or buying this or doing that. Better yet, if we could rid ourselves of the inefficient, bloated, incompetent, do-nothing government, then you and I wouldn't have to pay taxes. Right? We could use our hard-earned income to buy stuff that we want, rather than letting the inefficient, bloated, incompetent, do-nothing government spend it on stuff that we don't want, don't know anything about, and will never need. Right?
Tell me more...

Visit the PEDestrian's Guide

-- Pope John XXIII

User Feedback