Archive for January, 2007
A few weeks ago, I was in a trolley on the way downtown. As we approached a stop just outside the Garden Ring, an elderly but very slim and fit-looking man appeared out of nowhere right in front the trolley, causing our driver, a woman, to hit the brakes abruptly and curse loudly. He got [...]
A few weeks ago, I was in a trolley on the way downtown. As we approached a stop just outside the Garden Ring, an elderly but very slim and fit-looking man appeared out of nowhere right in front the trolley, causing our driver, a woman, to hit the brakes abruptly and curse loudly. He got [...]
A few weeks ago, I was in a trolley on the way downtown. As we approached a stop just outside the Garden Ring, an elderly but very slim and fit-looking man appeared out of nowhere right in front the trolley, causing our driver, a woman, to hit the brakes abruptly and curse loudly. He got [...]
My dear friend Sasha (aka Alex Kleimenov) spent a weekend in Ternopil and sent me this lovely picture taken at a department store there:
© Alex Kleimenov
There’s Yushchenko’s portrait, and Taras Shevchenko’s, and Ivan Franko’s – and then there’s this triptych, and I recognize only one man, Stepan Bandera, but Sasha writes me that the [...]
My dear friend Sasha (aka Alex Kleimenov) spent a weekend in Ternopil and sent me this lovely picture taken at a department store there:
© Alex Kleimenov
There’s Yushchenko’s portrait, and Taras Shevchenko’s, and Ivan Franko’s – and then there’s this triptych, and I recognize only one man, Stepan Bandera, but Sasha writes me that the [...]
I didn’t make it to Gogol Bordello’s performance yesterday – for a number of reasons (my laziness is just one of them). Really regret it.
(Regret it even more after I’ve found these bloggers’ photos from the concert: here and here. What an idiot I am…)
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I’m reading these two extremely long pieces on Putin’s Russia now: [...]
I didn’t make it to Gogol Bordello’s performance yesterday – for a number of reasons (my laziness is just one of them). Really regret it.
(Regret it even more after I’ve found these bloggers’ photos from the concert: here and here. What an idiot I am…)
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I’m reading these two extremely long pieces on Putin’s Russia now: [...]
A few weeks ago, Marta woke up during our walk at Novodevichiy Monastery. Normally, she sleeps from the moment we get outside till, sometimes, an hour after we’re back in. But this time, she was either feeling too hot (it was before the winter finally made it here), or she was disturbed by me singing [...]
A few weeks ago, Marta woke up during our walk at Novodevichiy Monastery. Normally, she sleeps from the moment we get outside till, sometimes, an hour after we’re back in. But this time, she was either feeling too hot (it was before the winter finally made it here), or she was disturbed by me singing [...]
A month or so ago, I was on my way to the subway station near us to meet a friend, when I saw an old woman, with a walking cane and wearing valenki, trying to cross the street. It was slippery and windy as hell then, so I decided to help her, thinking it’d only [...]


