Our watch-cat* somewhere in the garden, ...
and on her rocket chair.* won't tell her name, as it would take too long to explain its origin. :)
Monday, July 27, 2009
Business as usual
Well, as tonight watching a shaking reportage from Ingushetia in which (to my surprise) the President - ha ha ha - of Chechenia, Ramzan Kadyrov (will he sue the reporter? ha ha ha) has been called a butcher, and in which apart of some terrible details and one (of uncounted) atrocious murders I learned that taxi drivers would not go on road without their kalashnikov, I thought how privileged I am that in Seanhenge it means something completely different when talking about business as usual.
Our watch-cat* somewhere in the garden, ...
and on her rocket chair.
* won't tell her name, as it would take too long to explain its origin. :)
Our watch-cat* somewhere in the garden, ...and on her rocket chair.* won't tell her name, as it would take too long to explain its origin. :)
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