Yesterday, we spoke about gig workers and the self-employed. But, there’s another sort of side job engaging many taxpayers. Renting out the basement or acquiring and renting a second home.
Continue reading Why are you doing this, again?
I know you thought it sounded pretty good when you decided to pick up a few extra dollars by driving for Lyft and Uber. Moreover, most of you didn’t realize how little ‘profit’ (not cash) you would actually generate. To make it worse, this past year, you probably got very few gigs, since folks were (are) petrified of getting sick from traveling in your car. But, if you did make money, there are still big issues.
Continue reading So You’re A Gig Worker
Monday will be the Ides of March. No, I am not referring to the Julius Caesar masterpiece by Shakespeare (or the history to which it refers). I refer to the due date for business tax returns. 
Continue reading The Ides of March are upon us
So, as of now, synthetic breast milk is not readily available. And, the quality control for mom’s selling breast milk is virtually non-existent, so, unless one knows the donor, using such milk is potentially dangerous.
Continue reading The Poor Infant
For years, breast feeding one’s infant was considered to be the sine qua non for infant nutrition.
Back when I was just out of grad school, high tech engineering firms would undertake big projects. As time went by, more and more of these firms would hook up together to jointly finish their engineering projects.
Continue reading Bioengineering with Carbon Capture and Sequestration
I miss Dr. Duskas. For years, he was my eye doctor. Of course, he was entitled to retire, but I still miss him. He replaced Dr. Curtis Bare, my eye doctor for the 13 years I lived in Charlottesville.
Continue reading Retinal Screening?
It’s time to discuss institutional racism again. Yeah, I know many of you think it’s bullshit. That doesn’t make your thinking right. So, humor me- and read what I am going to discuss today with an open mind. (Breathe in, breathe out… breathe in, breathe out.)
Continue reading A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. Just not in BedSty
