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Modesty Police, where are you???
Aug. 23rd, 2007 11:05 am
Mr. Tikistitch obviously wants to gross us out this morning. So he showed us this image of Vladimir Putin, leader of the Russian Federation, stripped to the waist, revealing for all the world his scary pink naked mole rat-like chest.
Ew.
Someone call Colbert!
Aug. 12th, 2007 10:58 am
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.
The Siberian Ham
Aug. 10th, 2007 11:21 am
Wanted to add some babble to this imagery from our Trans Siberian experience. Here's the first thing: no WiFi on the Trans Siberian! Woe is us.
( my life of suffering and grief )
Oops, seem to have lost our upload URL somewhere in the steppes, but here's some stuffs on Flickr. This is from the last day in Moscow. Mr. Tiki is such a clown.
( muscovites )
Live, from Ulan Baatar!
Jul. 29th, 2007 12:55 pmtiki's been off the intarnets for a couple of days kiddies, but we're logging in from Outer Mongolia right now. Yeah, really. Being finally free from Russia is like a weight off our soul. Our advice: if you visit Russia, by all means, try to avoid the Russians. Russian friend, no one likes you. I'm very sorry, by you're going to have to learn to stop spitting on the sidewalk. Oh, and the shouting thing. We've been hours in Mongolia, and no one yet has screamed at us. It's a joy here.
The Trans-Siberian express: imaging going through Montana. Then going through Montana again. And then again. And again. And again. And again. And again.....
( ad infinitum )
The Trans-Siberian express: imaging going through Montana. Then going through Montana again. And then again. And again. And again. And again. And again.....
( ad infinitum )
Chewie--my favorite
Jul. 24th, 2007 08:15 am
Ran into some old friends at the Pan Russian Exhibition yesterday.
Off to see Dead Lenin, if only our friends survive the Godzilla Hostel's grotty shower experience. Then off to Siber-e-eer-e-eer-ia. Ta!
Siberia, ho!
Jul. 23rd, 2007 11:38 am
So, train to Siberia starts tomorrow. We had to pick up tix at the Soviet era hotel, Kosmos. It's across from what used to be the cosmonaut memorial museum (which is evidently closed for a refurbishment), so it's all space themed. Though, we're not sure what the deal is with de Gaulle out front.
( onward and upward )
Geeked out
Jul. 23rd, 2007 11:32 am
This is the Russian Metro station, Mendeleevskaya.
Check this: it's named after the famous Russian chemist, Dmitri Mendeleev.
( it's all periodic to me )
Commie Kitsch
Jul. 23rd, 2007 06:59 am
Today we toured the Pan Russian Exposition park. It was evidently constructed by proud Soviet bureaucrats eager to show off the economic successes of scientific socialism.
Today, it's a flea market.
Oh, and did we mention the kitsch?
( Kitschy koo )
Old School
Jul. 22nd, 2007 09:56 pm
Saw these guys just outside of Red Square. They were waving a red flag, and had a big old picture of Lenin's smiling kisser. Check it: they want to bring back Communism! It would be scary, except it's actually kind of cute and funny. Tourists listened politely, like you would to your cranky old uncle when he has a couple beers and starts to talk about flouridation.
We told Wombat Mark that Russia is a lot like Australia. 'Cause Australia is famous for stuffs like the Really Big Pineapple (which we understand sadly fell over) and the Big Barramundi and such like. In Moscow, it's the way big cannon, and also the way big bell, which was evidently too fucking big to ever ring. We told Mark, "It's the big bell that was so fat and stupid that it couldn't ring." He decided this is a splendid idea for a children's book which will be extremely popular in Australia, so if you see "The Big Bell That Was So Fat and Stupid That It Couldn't Ring," by Dr. Pamela Green, it's actually by Mark, but it was totally our idea.
That's entertainment!
Jul. 22nd, 2007 09:44 am
Yes, we are in Moskva staying at Godzilla's Hostel. In a dorm room full of Star Wars fanatics.
( Run for life! )
First catch of the day
Jul. 22nd, 2007 09:42 am
Duncan and Anne had to leave our happy party yesterday. We were sad, as they'd rather go to a nice hotel in Helsinki than get their feet dirty in the Godzilla Hostel shower room. But, before we left St. Pete, Duncan scored some very silly toys--a Yoda and a Commie-red Chewie. Good score, old pirate!
Hog heaven
Jul. 22nd, 2007 09:30 am
If one were to explain, one would be hard pressed to explain just how awesome tiki's life has been this past day. First, we started in Commieland, ie, the Kremlin, and it just got better.
We didn't actually get intoLenin's final resting place yet. As with so many things in Russia, first you must stand in a line. Then the line gets you to another line, where you go through a metal detector. Then sundry lines to check your camera, and then you get to line up to see our comrade.
( Commies! )
