It never fails. Just as I’m leaving the party, the host brings out the good stuff. I’m at the elevator door, or down the stairs, or standing in the street, whereupon out comes the tiramisù or profiteroles or the Cuvée Elisabeth Salmon Rosé or the Louis XIII. So it is that the IRS Nationwide Tax Forum announces its return to this Minor Outlying Island off the Coast of North America this August, after I retire. Ya can’t win.