Where in the World is Carlos Samaniego?
I owe you guys an explanation. Puerto Rico. Ten days. Bella and half the CGA volleyball team, Liz, sunshine, El Yunque rainforest, and the first real vacation I've taken as a family in longer than I care to admit. I got the call from an IRS Appeals Officer while sitting in a car in the middle of that rainforest. Case had been sitting for nearly a year. That's how the tax world works -- it finds you even when you're trying to disappear. Came back with a tan and a virus that knocked me flat. I've stared down IRS revenue officers, FTB bank levies, and six-figure tax bills without flinching. This cold humbled me in a way none of that did. Voice completely gone. Not raspy. Gone. Fifty-seven years on this planet and I've never been hit like that. Still recovering. But I'm back in the chair. More soon. Glad to be here. -- Carlos