Tag Archives: St Petersburg

Hell, this is enough to make me want to put a bar in the back of my car and drive myself to drink. For today I am an orphan. Tomorrow I’ll still be an S-O-B. But today I am going to drink into tomorrow and think about how the best woman I ever knew is now only in my yesterdays…

I immediately knew why my brother-duh-heart-doc was calling from his vacation trip in St. Petersburg, Russia… just as my cousin knew why I was calling her cell phone in the early morning. And why my cousin Bob surprisingly called me … Continue reading

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Ekatarina thought I wanted to have an affair with her when I said I wanted her to help me meet a naughty Russian girl. Indeed, it’s a strange world of language when skating on thin ice will get you into hot water…

Ekatarina is getting to be a pain in the derriere. Now I already know I am. But I am an acquired taste. In fact, when some folks notify me I am being a pain in the butt I tell them: … Continue reading

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Most everything is a lie. But so what? We’ve got to believe in something — as long as it makes us happy…. Now ain’t that the truth.

A ‘happy’ couple was visiting me one night. They wondered if I had brought home any of that great vodka from Russia where I was mostly working and living at the time. They chirped like mynah birds as they extolled … Continue reading

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