That will teach me to think…

Maybe I should have THUNK instead of THINK…

I decided since I failed to do my shopping yesterday, due to feeling very terrible and all that. I would outsmart these wily Russians and get up extra early and make it to town, before them there Russians even get up and buy my stuff, ahead of them…

Okay, I was last to get there, for them there Russians were all up and all over the place. It was better than a three ring circus and I was late to the show…

barrelI still got everything I needed, including a new video cam (Skype time) for the laptop and a big blue barrel, to catch rainwater. I also gather a few groceries and such, never have enough food in the middle of nowhere and I stocked up some more…

It is funny how you can preconceive what will happen and find yourself so wrong.  Villagers are totally different people than Muscovite’s and in Moscow, my plan would have worked. Wrong for the village though and I am really glad that I did not try to go yesterday, for I would have been to sick to enjoy the circus…

Today was exactly like the small towns I grew up in in America. Get up early and get your crud done, for the stores roll up the carpet by early afternoon. I like it that way…

Teach me to think that I can outsmart a Russian villager, they all got there way before me…

Got my blue barrel though and it matches the other one I bought last week. (1000 rubles per barrel used of course, said the horse…)

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

P.S.

A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
And no one can talk to a horse of course
That is, of course, unless the horse is the famous Mister Ed.

Go right to the source and ask the horse
He’ll give you the answer that you’ll endorse.
He’s always on a steady course.
Talk to Mister Ed.

People yakkity-yak the street and waste your time of day
But Mr. Ed will never speak unless he has something to say.

A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
And this one’ll talk ’til his voice is hoarse.
You never heard of a talking horse?

Well listen to this: “I’m Mister Ed”.

About the Author

Russian_Village

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.