Someone call Colbert!

We feel no compunction about stealing images from our adorable spouse, since, as not only is Mr. Tiki arguably smarter and prettier than ourselves, he is also definitely the better photographer.

We hadn't gotten an image, so had put all this experience safely out of our mind until this morning.

This is outside the Hermitage in St. Petersburg, Russia.

No, that's not a dog.

And, not only that, this wasn't the only Russian citizen out in self same park walking their pet bear cub that morning--there were rather two or even three bear cubs on flimsy leashes gamboling about.

This was after we'd witnesses a good baker's dozen Russians walking authentic canines who were confined to horrible medieval style muzzles which looked more suitable to the latest Hannibal Lecter installment than to Man's Best Friend.

We're so calling PETA. And we don't even like PETA.

Wonderfulness

*sigh*

tiki is kind of in Collector Nirvana this morning, kiddies.

( Pants! )

Potterphile

Mr. Tikistitch's comment upon finishing Potter book #6 (Half Blood Prince) this afternoon:

"Where's your Potter Book #7???"

Return to Normalcy

So, we've been back in the USA exactly a week, and wanted to list out things we've accomplished or not accomplished so far in regards our Reintegration into Society.

• Jet lag: 90% gone. We still occasionally wake up at 4 am and can't sleep for an hour or so, but no more falling face down on the desk at work to snooze through the 3 o'clock meeting with the boss.
  
  
• Reorientation in space and time: accomplished! Absolutely no more waking up in the middle of the night terrified as to why the train has stopped running, wondering where is the bathroom, and where the hell country am I in? Now we know, Casa de Tikistitch, where Mr. Tiki is off somewhere reading a Potter book.
  
  
• Unpacking: at about 70% and holding. We have to wonder about this since it's so easy, but we can't force ourselves along. For example, on bag still holds several pairs of clean socks. We had extras since we did a load of laundry, and then ceased wearing shoes with socks for a couple of weeks. So, each morning, we go to the suitcase, and pull out a fresh pair of socks. Why not just put them in the drawer? 'Tis a puzzlement. We could even do it now. But, we won't.
  
  ( Reoriented )

Big things

This advertising standee shows that Stitch is currently aspiring to world domination by partnering with Coca Cola in Japan.

( it's the real big thing )

We write letters....

Dear David Milch,

I have just finished watching the season finale of your new show on HBO, John From Cincinnati. I would like 47 hours of my life back please. I would like to request not only the hours of my life wasted actually watching your show, but I would also like back the hours Mr. Tiki and I spent discussing how the show made no sense, the time we spent watching promos, and any minutes we may have spent programming the TiVo to tape John from Cincinnati. I would in addition request back any time spent watching Deadwood, since now remembering the goodness of that show only serves to make us sad. Also, you need to apologize for the mess in Iraq. JfC was actually so bad and pointless, we can't believe it didn't have some contribution to make to that situation.

We would also like some money back for our flatscreen TV. We didn't actually throw it through the window, since that would have made us miss Flight of the Conchords, but we thought about it a lot, and need the money for pain and suffering.

XOXOXOXO

--tiki