Year: 2017

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…

I finally finished the car and all the little stuff to do on it yesterday. I also waxed it and she is beautiful. Sammy the Volga is a proud girl…

We decided not to paint the house yesterday and let the wood dry better from the rains. Today it will rain tonight, so we will paint this morning. Time to finish the back wall, just like we finished the Volga. Never ending in the amount of work to do in the Tiny Russian Village…

Strange how we in the Tiny Russian Village are worrying about mushrooms, painting and other trivial things. And…. my country is hopping around like an idiot over North Korea and wanting Russian and China to attack and curtail NK…

Stupid is as Stupid does…

I think I will go paint the house and hope that America, “no not North Korea”, does not start a damn war or something stupid. Yes the issue is not NK, it is America and all we hear around the world right now is whine, whine and more whine…

America: The president whines, the government whines, the states whine, the media whines, the people whine and lately the weather whines…. Everything is whinnying (no that is the correct word) about something or another…

You all need to go pick mushrooms or something or another…. Leave the rest of the world alone…

It is not our fault!

WtR

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 a coming and it came…

I think I will start waxing the Volga today. She did get a bath last night… 😉

WtR

He is back…. Sassy (Mikheil Saakashvili) was kicked out of Ukraine…

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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 he has come back to Ukraine to start a new revolution…

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I have written about this interesting character many times…

Saakashvili that special American Puppet…

I wrote two years ago (below) about the fact that Sassy could very well be a future president of Ukraine. He is now illegally crossed into Ukraine and has huge support of his actions. Porky (Ukraine President Poroshenko) is no longer useful to America and or Europe and Sassy is always the ass kissing special puppet to put in place, when needed…

Mikhail Saakashvili future president of Ukraine?

It is starting to look like a new Maidan is forming?

For why else would a USA Puppet called Sassy, reenter Ukraine illegally and it seems with much support, even from the border patrol? And yes even that famous US puppet Yulia Tymoshenko is dancing in the spotlight again…

Yes I follow Mikheil Saakashvili and his antics. It is as much out of curiosity as it is animosity toward him…

Actually you have to admire his tenacity…

Lets just keep an eye out on this guy and as I always say, “Lets hope I am wrong!”

WtR

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 good painter. Boza keeps her busy by watching and making sure she paints fast enough. Good doggy! 😉

We did okay. For the first time in twenty years, the home is resided completely and will be painted in full this week and next. Svetochka has decided that Boza and I can stay an extra week in the village. Boza is doing so well and his eyes are getting better everyday. I have to leave Russia soon, so we are deciding whether we keep Boza in the village and Svetochka comes to relieve me from his car, while I spend a week doing my stuff!

It really counts on how well he does. If his eyes continue to improve, then it makes sense to keep him here longer. We will see…

Therefore, I need to go. I have things to do, Boza and Svetochka are still sleeping soundly. Boza has eaten and walked and did his doggy duties. That means I am free to go paint, while my buddies are snoozing…

Have a nice day…

WtR

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, this one exploded…

Looks like a defect…

Then I had to lay on the ground in the middle of nowhere and change a tire, The spare was sufficient to get us home and then I spent yesterday working on the car to repair some minor/major damage that the tire did when it blew, plus fixed other items as I messed around…

Somehow and most likely coincidence, the rear axle seal decided to shell out not long after getting back on the road, we lost all the fluid in the axle and now after getting it back under control, we have a slight whine. Which means we have messed up the differential gears somewhat. Not bad, just a faint whine…

I am just glad that it was not a front tire that blew like that…

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The Tiny Russian Village was just as we left it. Time moves slowly here. Well, except that we had our back wall done and today, Svetochka and I will start painting. I have been set back a day by the tire and car work…

While Svetochka paints today, I will rebuild the wall of the home to the left of the image. This is not a insulated room and needs just to be covered. The back wall is main home and it was sealed, insulated and termites sent away…

I have to reset a support footing and then just cut and nail a simple facade over the side wall. I can do that? I hope? 🙁

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Thus, this morning I am sipping coffee, writing this post while Svetochka and Boza sleep away. Boza has taken my spot on the bed and growled at me when I decided to see if he was okay. I accept the growling, for it is his medicine talking. That is how I know he is doing okay. The stuff he has put in his eyes is strong and it effects him this way. I really do not think he even knows he growls. He just wants to be left alone and that I do not blame him, but I have to keep checking him…

The two sleepy heads are happy…

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Got too much to do and I will end this post. Tomorrow maybe better pictures and more to say? I just have to get going and get things done. Boza and I are thinking of talking to Svetochka and see if we can stay an extra week. That would mean Sveta would go back by train and then Boza and I can finish up all we do not get done this week…

We will see!

WtR

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 tomorrow morning, if “The good Lord willing, and creek doesn’t rise!”

WtR

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 to laminate the condition…

“Although life is a continuous process, fertilization is a critical landmark because, under ordinary circumstances, a new, genetically distinct human organism is thereby formed…. The combination of 23 chromosomes present in each pronucleus results in 46 chromosomes in the zygote. Thus the diploid number is restored and the embryonic genome is formed. The embryo now exists as a genetic unity.” – – – [O’Rahilly, Ronan and Muller, Fabiola. Human Embryology & Teratology. 2nd edition. New York: Wiley-Liss, 1996, pp. 8, 29.]

Therefore, we are what we are at the spark induced by conspicuous anatomically induced levels of procreation, a level beyond our abilities to comprehend and accept. We are all the same at concordant conception…

I find myself in awe of the processes that create life as we know it on our earth. It is nothing short of a miracle and to take this miracle with flippancy and ignorance is to take life as a fallacy of divertissement. There is no set in stone, it is naught but a gambit, thus is life…

How do we obtain such a degree of pandemonium based chaos? When we are all so closely related at the atomic genetic level! Is there something deep in our chromosomal substrates that precipitates our future chaoticness?

When you observe Homo Sapiens, you suss out the verity and garner that we are not of this Earth. For Natural procession would not create a form of life so detrimental to the Earth itself. We would be weeded out early, to speak in simpler terms…

Something unspecified in our past guided us to this point. God is the most used guidance of our chaotic existence and in many cases gods at odds with each other (within their own chaotic planes of existence) are utilized to elucidate our foibles, as in flawed dagger blades of inferior smithing qualities…

We are born as one and the same, as the molecules in the sands of time…

But yet we strive through some genetic glitch, spurious or not, to become thy inaugurates of a chaotic planet, of what was once a perfected sphere of life, balance reigned, this we call Earth…

Yet, we are all of the concordant, within the core, even if not within the heart of our actuality of fallacies within us…

Thus, we come to bear argumentative fallacies, to farther the munitions, to balance, our justification against their justifications, on this Earth…

It is called “purpose” to enure our justification of our imbalances…

WtR

US Foreign Policy in the Hands of Tinpot Bandits

Source: US Foreign Policy in the Hands of Tinpot Bandits

Well readers of this website…

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I found an article above that tells me to drink coffee if I am diabetic. Four cups a day…. True or not? I am going to believe it. It has to be true? If it is true, then I found my sign that there is a God and he loves coffee… 😉

But just last week I read an article below that told me…

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Oh I am so confused…

I know! I like coffee. I write articles while sipping a wonderful, delicious, fantastic and perfect cup of coffee. Coffee is next to heaven, well, kind of, my sweet pea is first place next to heaven, but coffee will help my diabetes…

So, drink coffee I will and hug my girl and my doggy and my cup of coffee, I will and live long time, I hope…

Just had to write about how good coffee is for me and you and just another reason to grab a cup of coffee and sit a spell, as you read up on what is happening with Russia in the world…

Okay lets get serious…. Eighteen good reasons to drink coffee…

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Okay, I can live with that and think I will go get another cup of coffee…. That will make three today… 😉

WtR

We leave Sunday and this week we will paint the Tiny Russian Village home…

We are going to paint the whole place top to bottom. I hope…

We also need to wax the car for the first time after the new paint job…

We have to finish electrical registration, for Russia has changed the rules…

And…

Whatever else needs to be done. We will spend a week there. Check on the new white lilacs and winterize the rose, lilacs and tiny pine tree…

We are so excited to get to the village. We miss it and Boza and I miss living there, but we have things to do health wise in Moscow…

WtR