tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70203762008-07-17T12:41:34.652-04:00Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comBlogger562125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-80811433154887205882008-07-17T12:36:00.002-04:002008-07-17T12:41:34.680-04:00

I want them.

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-23348188218693822512008-07-08T17:11:00.003-04:002008-07-08T17:22:51.223-04:00

It being July, and this being Milt, I am due for a post. So, what's been goin' on? Runnin, lots . . . Really burned out at work, but the traditional Sergei & Mona mini-vacations are helping . . . Had my 20th high school reunion recently; many fat and bald men, of which I am happily neither . . . Still battling the wart on the bottom of my foot, though I finally seem to have the advantage . . .

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-42647297988985319492008-06-19T11:29:00.004-04:002008-06-19T11:45:57.389-04:00

Or rather, I am aware of all teh internet traditionz. Delicious meme is delicious. O rly?

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-50390585475782120692008-06-13T09:32:00.004-04:002008-06-13T09:58:31.809-04:00

Mona's word for the day is "change." Rather than compose a proper post, I am more of a mood to list some free-flowing thoughts: 1. The Buddhist concept of impermanence is beautiful and sad, terrifying and liberating. Interestingly, of all the aspects of my life where I see impermanence reinforced, my hobby of genealogy brings it home most often. All of these people who lived hundreds of years

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-80597210789577314162008-05-27T14:51:00.004-04:002008-05-27T15:06:00.376-04:00

You have heard the ads for a website that sells you your otherwise-free credit report (I won't be linking to a commercial site, thank you very much). You know the ads - three guys singing a catchy ditty about how they should have gone to "free credit report dot com," and how for their failure to do so, their lives have gone horribly wrong. These ads are driving me up the fucking wall. The songs

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-31587647591034638862008-05-16T08:29:00.003-04:002008-05-16T08:34:47.186-04:00

As Mona's word for this Friday is lean, I offer the following doe-eyed, succulent repast from our friends across the sea in England: These are not photoshopped. That's a lot of burgers.

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-661397398791745392008-05-14T15:20:00.004-04:002008-05-14T15:39:49.825-04:00

I was going to post his over at Sowing Dissent, because it is political in nature, but nobody goes there any more. Then I was going to post it over in the comments at Bitch PhD, but this is too good for a mere comment, and I'm still pissed that she did away with her entire blogroll several months ago, boosting her own pagerank, and somehow not getting called out on that (grumble, grumble, grumble

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-53694307556761770482008-05-13T10:02:00.002-04:002008-05-13T10:08:29.330-04:00

I'm falling apart over here. Prior to late 2007 I had never been to a chiropractor. Since November or so I've now been a good 6 or 7 times. Is this because I keep fucking my back up or because chiropractic is facilitating me fucking my back up? And this fucking verruca on foot is just unrelenting. Surgery and chemo-therapy are not doing the trick. I'm tired of wearing multiple layers of socks

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-56619567827928241832008-05-08T08:31:00.003-04:002008-05-08T08:41:30.647-04:00

A couple of years old, but still a classic.

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-31182780132783842082008-05-06T08:20:00.002-04:002008-05-06T08:32:00.622-04:00

A couple of quick thoughts: 1. I found myself listed on Conde Nast Portfolio.com. Wtf? I've been getting solicitations to be listed in those various "who's who" scam publications for 20 years, and I thought this was one of the same, at first. But apparently I can count myself among the scant 1/2 million "executives of leading public and private companies." Who knew? Just think of all of the

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-22208921670269446012008-05-05T08:57:00.004-04:002008-05-05T11:32:02.591-04:00

What does everybody come this blog for? Movie reviews, obviously. I've seen 4 movies in the last 48 hours or so. Some quickie reviews from worst to first, and handy tips for the filmmakers among us: Vagabond (or Sans Toit Ni Loi): a French film from the mid-1980's about a wandering, free-spirited hippy-type and how she touches the lives of the people she encounters. It made no goddamn sense at

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-44421973056784613532008-05-02T08:44:00.003-04:002008-05-02T08:47:37.850-04:00

Io sono io. (its a Moner's Poetry Friday thing, y'all).

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-21786239975609621072008-04-30T15:09:00.005-04:002008-05-02T10:36:51.078-04:00

I don't know just how suggestible I am. I really don't. On the one hand, I've been injured enough to generally know when my body is really hurt and when it isn't. On the other, my hands sweat when I watch mountainclimbers on the television, and I tend to unthinkingly adopt the accents of foreigners as I am talking to them. My veruca returned, despite my graphic and painful attempt to eliminate

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-21840135504408747192008-04-23T14:06:00.004-04:002008-04-23T14:13:41.897-04:00

Cry God for Harry, England, and St. George! Today is the feast of St. George in the land of (many of) my ancestors. In the spirit of things I will be giving the hairy eyeball to every dragon I meet today. Enjoy these facts about St. George's Day and the undoubtedly true story of St. George and the Dragon, courtesy of Woodlands Junior School in Kent.

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-6688466917790837022008-04-22T10:39:00.003-04:002008-04-22T10:56:12.614-04:00

Some updates: 1. I received a new tattoo last week, a large-ish one on my right pec. That takes me up to eight, with plans for more. I am now one of "those" people, inescapably. 2. I have surrendered the idea that I am half-way intelligent. Its been a tremendous relief letting that go. When I read about the food crisis (yes, there's a food crisis), I think that there used to be concepts called

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-23830775677037004902008-04-15T14:44:00.004-04:002008-04-15T14:57:37.095-04:00

I'm not really sure what it is that I love so much about Sara Evans. Something . . . intangible. Some aspect of her voice that engages me.

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-7377019598708761732008-04-04T08:33:00.002-04:002008-04-04T09:09:15.438-04:00

I've mentioned here before that I have turned into, amongst other things, "middle-aged exercise guy." You've seen him around: skinny, always running or going to or from the gym, tanned only from being outside, and skin a bit weatherworn. Not preaching healthy living - I'm not that exercise guy - put practicing it. I've had a cramp in this new style for many months now. Or rather a lump. On the

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-88119067901943916822008-03-24T15:40:00.002-04:002008-03-24T15:42:45.135-04:00

So how do you know that Mona puts on a good food holiday? According to the scale I gained 5 pounds yesterday. 5. POUNDS. YESTERDAY. I won't be eating again until July.

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-27506372813613591762008-03-07T09:37:00.005-05:002008-03-07T09:46:42.973-05:00

Mona's word of the day is a compelling one, but I cannot write about it as I've come across something unrelated for which the word must be spread. A school in England has figured out how to make the internet safe for children. We need no longer fear internet predators, pedophiles, or creepy chan-tards. Enjoy the simple solution.

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-41634301995776170832008-03-06T13:10:00.002-05:002008-03-06T13:15:32.607-05:00

Oh, stop it. As Robin Williams said in the movie Dead Again, ""Someone is either a blogger or a non-blogger. There's no in-between. The trick is to find out which one you are, and be that."

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-82823089056386038952008-02-25T09:52:00.004-05:002008-02-25T10:13:22.956-05:00

Some disparate things rattling around in my head today: 1. I have a client who wanted to get a divorce from a pretty awful woman a couple of years ago. They had a young child together at the time. We filed, she reformed her behavior, he called it off, she got pregnant, then went back to her old ways. He again wanted a divorce. As he wants and should probably have custody, I counseled waiting

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-89843486576263466992008-02-22T08:20:00.002-05:002008-02-22T09:01:56.957-05:00

Mona has farmed today's word-o-the-day out to her minion Irrelephant, who has landed upon the word "tattoo." An intriguing choice. My first thought went not to my own tattoos, which I will discuss in a moment. My first thought went instead to one of my favorite Irish drinking tunes, Galway Bay. The version I hear in my head is the one by the Clancy Brothers: On her back she has tattooed a map of

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-17007287332477299872008-02-14T11:19:00.003-05:002008-02-14T11:31:02.029-05:00

Last night was the Daddy/Daughter dance at the local community center. The youngest Serglet and I got all dolled up and had a wonderful time. This was our third year attending, so we are old pros at this sort of thing. I get up and dance when they do the Chicken Dance, the Hokey Pokey, YMCA, and the Cha-Cha Slide; she dances with her friends to Miley Cyrus/Hanna Montana and the High School

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-88604752114861948602008-02-12T12:32:00.000-05:002008-02-12T12:36:14.842-05:00

When you start to listen to this, your eyes will glaze over and begin to roll back in your head. But try and listen all the way through - eventually you'll shit yourself and that'll wake you right up. A little disclaimer: Glenn Beck is prolly a wacko; David Walker of the GAO is most definitely not a wacko:

Sergei C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020376.post-12562515486593025092008-02-08T08:45:00.000-05:002008-02-08T08:49:23.538-05:00

So something hits me this morning as I am getting ready for work. I've been wearing my glasses rather than my contacts for the last couple of days. And I look like freaking Rob Wilco: That's not necessarily a good thing, just an accurate thing.

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