Looks like I go to Big Village today…

indexVova came down last night and asked me to drive him to the Big Village. I did not have plans to do that, but I will if he needs me to? I am watching Vova and seeing an issue. He does not want to drive out of the fish farm anymore. At first I just thought, “Okay, its just a thing!” But now I realize that there must be something wrong with him. I think maybe his eyesight and or coordination of hand to eye is getting bad, like very bad. I have to watch and see what is developing. He has been talking and being sad over some recent deaths of his friends. (Vova is 64) They (his friends) were all his age and I think that is getting to him also…

Life can be a drag sometimes and getting old, or at least the realization of getting old can hit hard at times…

I just do not look in the mirror and ignore getting old for the most part… 😉

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Raining again today! Not hard, just that lazy gentle genial rain. The kind that stops outside work, but makes you too lazy to clean house. The kind of rain that flowers love and veggies adore. Gentle and soft rain…

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Looks like Svetochka will come on Thursday of this week. She even bought lasagna from Globus and is freezing it, for travel. They make the best lasagna and sell it from their food court. Gives me a treat and change from standard village foods…

Oh, I can make what I want, but I stay so busy, that I just eat from a can or eat cottage cheese types foods. I ran out of cottage cheese this morning, so I guess it is a good thing that Vova needs to go to the Big Village…

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I had a bunch of thoughts on my mind and many of them are about the spiraling screwed up mess, that the elections have become in America, for president. It is so obvious that there is no one running for president that should be running for president. If Sanders can not slaughter Hillary, flat footed in the primaries. Then he is not strong enough to be there in the first place. Hillary has got to be the most unbelievable candidate for the next Emperor’s New Clothes, that I have ever seen. Obama was easy to see in this aspect (at least for me,) but Hillary came into this whole mess, as Queen of the Emperor’s New Clothes…

Sanders just is not strong enough and I truly do not care about the primary system. If he is that strong, then run as independent. He is not and the fact that Hillary can win it is proof. I can not image America after she, if she, becomes president. Sad thought, glad I am here in Russia…

Now in Trumps case, his situation is all a set up stage play. The actors all did their part and now we have Trump as the Lone Ranger, who is going to save the world and even America, as he rides off into the sunset. Oh Yes!

I have set behind a many of closed door meeting. In these meetings are what really happens in the world. Not the transparency that is offered, but the closed door meetings. I know how much laughter is expressed at the little ones of life and it is all accepted and adjured as normal. In these meetings, you plan what happens to increase the bottom line of the corporation and the ones at the top. Nothing else matters…

Meetings have taken place and we are now watching, within the amphitheater called America, a theatrical production, that rivals anything on the best world stages. We are and have fallen perfectly in line. The stage is set, the actors are primed and the curtain is rising and we sit on the edge of the seat in apprehension of who will be the next president of the USA…

We are such good little peons…

WtR

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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.