Randomly, someone will ask for my Facebook username. When I respond that I’m not on Facebook, I am met with a look that suggests that I might be a visitor from another dimension. Likewise, people find it odd that I work for Bourke Accounting and distrust the stock market. To me, there is no difference… Read More
No one likes to think about what would happen to them if rational decision making was no longer possible. An accident or the evil march of time can steal more than our physical mobility. At Bourke Accounting, everyone has a plan to make sure that their wishes are honored in a worst-case scenario (except for… Read More
I just realized that I have never gotten an internal parasite from eating lunch at Bourke Accounting’s weekly staff meeting. As internal parasites are one of my greatest fears (2nd only to bedbugs), I am pleased by this streak of good luck. However, since some of you may be traveling this summer, I decided that… Read More
I watched The Purge for the first time last year. I didn’t find it to be a charming story on film and the live-action version certainly isn’t any more endearing. We’re doing this wrong. From tips to toes, we are doing this entire thing all wrong. Protesting deplorable actions is a good thing. Police officers… Read More
Most people, including myself, keep repeating the same mistakes – William Shatner Bourke Accounting associates are fairly civic-minded. We tend to drive the speed limit, recycle our metal and clean up after our pets. We hold doors for people, sneeze into the crook of our arms and wear masks when venturing out into the world.… Read More
The cool thing about humans is that we are good at improvising. For example, sitting at my desk at Bourke Accounting, I looked down and noticed that I had a small hole in my pants. This did not pose a problem. I colored my knee with a black Sharpie (it’s helpful that I wear a… Read More
We have to read two sections of the Bourke Accounting Book Club selection, Jen Sincero’s, “You Are a Bada*s” by Wednesday. I haven’t read it yet. The book is sitting on my table. I walk by it every day and promise: I’ll read it when I get home. Annnd then, when I get home, I… Read More
There’s no stopping it now. We are officially living in the new year. I am excited that, so far, I have only misdated one document (although, I wrote 1919 for the year, so I don’t know what that says). Most of us accidentally use the prior year before getting acclimated to a new January. Another… Read More