…Чтоб много много получать С. Никольский. Ну или хозяином “русской базы”. Или лоером. Или держать парочку бань. А то и ресторанов с балетной массовкой. Это я так приискиваю место, откуда свалились те люди. Моему кругу знакомств несвойственные. Я, как вы знаете, занимаюсь прикладным людоведством. Прикладным к основному процессу: переустройству купленной квартиры. Ну и вот на [...]
Posts Tagged ‘New York’
Они решили стать врачами.
Posted in 2012, tagged apartment hunting, expat conquista, my precious home, New York on May 26, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
NY Caleidoscope
Posted in 2012, tagged designer's tales, ICFF, New York, seasons on May 20, 2012 | 4 Comments »
Saw today: a yearly Scandinavian parade proceeding along 3rd ave: maidens in embroidered folk costumes, dancing; tall blonde men, the Arian ideal, waving Norwegian flags; on a sidewalk – a big and smelly Viking, quite believable: in horns and skins, sweating and swearing and spilling his beer speaking of smelly: my customary Pilates class this [...]
How I made on offer
Posted in 2012, tagged apartment hunting, craigslist find, my precious home, New York on May 15, 2012 | 8 Comments »
Let’s start from the beginning. As some of you know, for several years I have been looking for a place to buy. By “place” I mean an apartment, and “several” means more than three. Now, apartment could be a condo or a coop; as much as I would love to own a condo and be [...]
A bargain
Posted in 2012, tagged casual stupidity, craigslist find, fun and games, life's trifles, New York on May 14, 2012 | 2 Comments »
Freshly found on Craigslist, in the Materials By Owner section: “mental for fireplace for sale: $20″
The Cat is Out
Posted in 2012, tagged apartment hunting, life's trifles, me, New York, turbulences on May 7, 2012 | 18 Comments »
Ouff. Just got home and ready to disclose the Big Secret. Peeps, I bought an apartment! Years of hunting are over: this is it. It’s the right price, right block, right building and right layout: one with potential for improvement. Since it is in a coop building, the process was tortoise-slow; my lawyer assured me [...]
Within enemy lines
Posted in 2012, tagged Islam, limousine liberals, New York, on the job, religion, worldwide plague on May 2, 2012 | 12 Comments »
My co-worker (who will remain unnamed), native of a Middle Eastern country (which will remain unnamed), was receiving congratulations with the birth of his first child, a son. His wife is a natural-born American, let’s call her Gina; both are college-educated urbanites bearing no exterior difference in the way they dress or behave from a [...]
Что там, в сумочке. Дамское.
Posted in 2012, tagged me, New York, women on April 15, 2012 | 4 Comments »
Разбираю сумку. Вспомнились дурацкие тесты “узнай женщину по содержанию её сумочки”. Что, интересно, можно обо мне нафантазировать по такому содержанию? -проспект торговцев “антик модерн” мебeли и артефактов, с офисом в Лондоне и НЙ -Декларация Независимости Соединённых Штатов Америки, напечатанная Heritage Foundation -три вырванных листка из подарочного блокнотика с лого Monster, заполненные набросками планов квартиры, чертёжиками [...]
…aaaand the pic
Posted in 2012, tagged artifacts, battle of the sexes, fun and games, New York, photos on March 25, 2012 | 3 Comments »
ture, to illustrate both these posts at once. This is an ad I’ve snapped with my phone on the platform of my subway station. Where’s that line between the worlds? Poufff – it’s gone
Feel the iron of The Matrix
Posted in 2012, tagged New York, subway subculture, turbulences on March 24, 2012 | 4 Comments »
The Universe spasms again. Subway ads intrude into realm of unprinted. The air solidifies. a poster on a platform says “The men in black suits are real. Join the MI believers ‘”(sure enough, there is a site for that.) another one warns “Be careful what you uncover. THE KILLINGS”. i don’t even want to google [...]
A slight hitch
Posted in 2012, tagged battle of the sexes, пралюбоф, limousine liberals, New York on March 24, 2012 | 2 Comments »
When writing all the “horror stories” about online dating* the authors (whoever they are, it is not immediately apparent from the header) did not anticipate one little thing: one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. I was reading about all those pretentious/repulsive/gross in personal habits/”strange”, in authors’ parlance, dates until I came down to the [...]
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