A Russian Observant Windows…
Boza has issues with his eyes when the weather changes. Therefore, yesterday we had a rough day and night. It is now 2 a.m. and I have medicated Boza and he is sleeping again. The thunderstorms are rolling in one after another and my arthritis is flaring so bad, I am running a fever… But…
There are three basic kinds of liars: Sociopaths, Psychopaths and the most dreaded Political Parasites. And all political parasites are either sociopaths or psychopaths… That seems like a good way to see what we have for leaders in the world… But… Boza and I are bachelors for a week and Svetochka is back in Moscow.
Svetochka cleaned mushrooms and I cooked mushrooms. Then we both ate mushrooms until we almost popped… No Boza did not eat mushrooms… We had mushroom wraps, crackers and mushrooms, just mushrooms and mushrooms anything else you could image. In Russia when it is mushroom season, you eat them while they are hot, so to say…
We painted yesterday, hunted for mushrooms and went to the Big Village. I needed some self-tapping screws to finish the Volga and we needed to get groceries… Today, I work on the Volga, more house painting and I need to fix the fence in a couple of spots… And yes, It rained all night! Storm
He is back…. Sassy (Mikheil Saakashvili) was kicked out of Ukraine… [contentcards url=”https://www.reuters.com/article/us-ukraine-saakashvili/saakashvili-plans-to-unite-ukraine-opposition-against-president-idUSKCN1BM21Z”] Forced? No helped and escorted to his new destiny. Paid for by US taxpayers… Mikheil Saakashvili and Yulia Tymoshenko team up? But not long ago… Mikheil Saakashvili, Ukraine says goodbye… Since I follow what this US Puppet does in life…. It seems
Yesterday, Sveta helped, Boza straw bossed and I cut and nailed. We finished the back wall of the Tiny Russian Village home. Then we started to paint it… Today we have until noon to get more painting done, for the rain is coming. The paint dries fast, it is latex based and Svetochka is a
But getting here was another story… We were humming along and all of a sudden, “Boom!” The car yanked sideways and I though we had been hit with a grenade. The tire was still holding the car and that was what saved us. These tires are very stout in the sidewall, I guess too stout,
Boza is still under the bed, Svetochka is still sleeping, it is 3:30 a.m. Sunday morning and I am sipping a cup of coffee. Getting ready to load the car, wake the family and get on the road to the Tiny Russian Village… Bear excited…. The rest of us, still sleeping… See you all sometime
Part of the exhibition of chaos that we endure in this world, that us humans are trying to conquer and destroy, is in stark contrast to our beginnings. For “too be or not to be” is the most important spark of our existence…. It is our purpose… As expressed in a mere paraphrase with which
http://www.theblogmire.com/us-foreign-policy-in-the-hands-of-tinpot-bandits/?utm_campaign=shareaholic&utm_medium=wordpress_blog&utm_source=blog Source: US Foreign Policy in the Hands of Tinpot Bandits