How to not be unemployed in a recession
We interrupt this blog for a SERIOUSBUSINESS post on economics.
»We interrupt this blog for a SERIOUSBUSINESS post on economics.
»This Saturday was a gift to me from Calliope. Because I think she’s been reading my blog posts and has been kind of annoyed at the low quality of content lately. (Calliope doesn’t understand that sometimes even the best journalists make lists as fillers for traffic. C.F. All of The Huffington Post.)
»Yesterday, we got the usual Amazon box on our doorstep. I say usual because we’ve gotten an Amazon or Overstock box filled with furniture and accessories pretty much every day since we’ve moved in, since we’re allergic to buying local furniture that looks like it’s been learning how to crossdress from my Aunt Cecile’s* 1970s Bingo outfits. Or a bed that looks like it lost a shootout at the OK Corral and as a result was punished by being ripped apart limb by limb and reincarnated into smaller scary furniture. Or….
»Rule Nomer Odin * of living in Russian Philadelphia is: Never get involved with Russian businesses. Ever.
»You know the drill.
»It’s been a while since a book review, hasn’t it?
»Let’s talk Fourth of July and why I love America.
»P.S. Lea is asking for Soviet decor stories. Do you have any? I’m working on mine, I swear to God.
»Life has been a little boring around Philadelphia. I mean, sure we have a new house, new car and I’m starting grad school in the fall, but there hasn’t been anything REALLY exciting happening like there was in DC. So I decided to spice things up a little. Because, is life really worth living if you don’t appreciate the thin line between life and death?
»I ran a 5k last week (Mr. B was still “recovering from illness”.) Because we haven’t run in over a month since we were busy with house stuff, this was the hardest race I’ve ever run, especially since the second half was uphill. Can you tell?
»Happy Friday! I’m trying to decide on vanity plates for my new car. The rules for Russians getting vanity plates are that you have to get something obnoxious that somehow incorporates Latin characters acting as Cyrillic characters. The other options are to have your name, the city you are from (usually Odessa), or a Russian swear word.
»Bill inspired me to make a vlog.
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