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So to cap off this year’s travel season, the pièce de résistance (you have to say that with a bad French accent, and remember, roll your R’s!), was a ten-day trip to Russia. For the uninitiated, and anyone that didn’t … Continue reading →

On our recent swing through the brights lights of Europe, we landed, or I should say we trained, into St Petersburg, city of a thousand and one enchantments. And perils, of which this shower may or may not be one. … Continue reading →

Usually, not always, but quite often, the first response from a Russian to even the most innocuous of requests is ‘nyet’. I think it’s just a part of the Russian character. We observed the same situation over and over again … Continue reading →

From Russia with Love. Mary was enchanted with this bear. Seems in her youth, which was mere months ago, she used to go to a restaurant in her little Arizona town that had also had a stuffed bear holding a … Continue reading →

So sorry. Been running around Europe and environs like madpeople and are we allowed to call them madpeople or should we refer to them as the sanity challenged? Anyway, we’ve been so busy that I have not been able to … Continue reading →

Ahh, the day can’t come a moment too soon when I can get my membership card in the Crotchety Old Guys Club. The Club has all kinds of benefits for Crotchety Old Guys, known hereafter as COG’s, because who doesn’t … Continue reading →

Welcome to this week’s Hero of the Week, which would be the first Hero of the Week, since I’ve never had a hero of the week before.  And it should probably be Heroine of the Week, since after all she … Continue reading →

Does anyone else hear their little peep, peep screams? Hmmm, maybe it’s just me. I’m a firm believer that yellow colored liquids are not fit for human consumption. Yellow liquid is kind of like a caution sign. Like red signs … Continue reading →

Besides irresolution, I would also have accepted dithering, indecisiveness, vacillation or hesitancy. Lately I’ve been experimenting with using the Xbox, which I’ve used to play games like once in the last two years, to access Netflix. I’ve been reading about … Continue reading →

As a bit of background for this post there is a movie called Gaslight. For you film buffs, this is a 1944 Ingrid Bergman film where Charles Boyer, who by the way, is French, which explains a lot, tries to … Continue reading →