There is no place like home
Every time I visit my friends and relatives on the East Coast the question I am being asked the most is “when will you finally move here”. I have to admit that it’s a pretty tempting idea that ocasionally visits me since I moved to Kansas City almost 16 years ago.
After all they have things like:
Broadway
Nathan’s Hot Dogs and PotatoE Balls:
Skyline, Empire State Building and The Statue of Liberty
Astroland at Coney Island
Ocean with $2,000,000 condos facing it.
Mermaids
Russian Stores and Restaurants
People who mastered parallel parking
So why do I come home every time to the city that doesn’t have any of it? Maybe that’s the reason – it doesn’t have any of it.
Continue reading →That’s How It’s Protected, The Soviet Sacred Border, And No Evil Bastard Will Ever Get Inside!
As the news of an American spy being arrested in Russia with an entire Maxwell Smart spy kit in his possession filled the Russian and American airwaves, I realized that sadly the CIA doesn’t read this blog. Just a few weeks ago I provided a set of instructions for the spy to survive in Russia undetected. Things like putting your feet up, sipping and enjoying cocktails, being too smart and hard-working, wigs, money and compasses will definitely get you found out. Or even a lost button from your pant pocket. Here is a song based on a true story, written in 1939 and performed by some kids.
httpvh://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bb_i_48TgpU
*very free translation mine.
Continue reading →A little brown button was lying on the road,
And no one had noticed it in tons of brown dust.
A bunch of bare feet was stomping on that road,
A bunch of tanned and bare feet by little button passed.The boys walked in a crowd all from a distant village,
Alyosha walked behind all and raised the most dust.
On purpose or by accident, he couldn’t tell for sure,
He stepped on little button, and stopped in place aghast.“This button don’t look ours!” – cried out all the children.
“And weird foreign letters are written very large!”
To border patrol station they raced like wild horses
To show little button to someone who’s in charge.“Please show me exactly,” – told them commander strictly
And opened map of border he right in front of troop.
He asked the name of village and brown dusty road
Where little boy Alyosha felt button with his foot.Four days they wasted looking for man on every road,
Four days they looked for him, forgetting any sleep
On fifth day the had found the evil-looking stranger
And gave him very thorough search like very very deep.They found button missing on enemy’s back pocket!
A button wasn’t present on foreign baggy pants.
And deep inside the pocket – a cartridge from revolver,
A map of Soviet border and other secret plans.Patrolmen praised the children for bravery and courage
And then the border captain shook all of their hands
They gave the children rifle checkpoint had in storage
And little boy Alyoshka was given drum for bands.That’s how it’s protected, the Soviet sacred border.
And no evil bastard will ever get inside!
Alyoshka kept the button, because he is a hoarder.
A little brown button with praise and lots of pride!Old Photos: A School For Waitresses
Recently legendary Charles Ferruzza wrote in his article about the annoying habits of the restaurant servers:
There’s no boot camp for waiters and waitresses, but there should be.
Apparently such a place existed in Wichita, KS in the late 1940’s according to this article in the Life Magazine.
And now for some vintage photos (original captions preserved):
Continue reading →Behind The Iron Curtain: May Day
⋆FRATERNAL GREETING TO THE PEOPLES OF SOCIALIST NATIONS! Let develop and stregthen the peaceful system of socialism–deciding force of the anti-imperialist struggle, the bulwark of peace, democracy, and social progress!⋆
After somewhat of a run-up to this day it’s finally here:
httpvh://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zMue1xI01Kk
**this is more of a Red Square compilation from many festivities; I am pretty sure there was no military parade on that day.
⋆Under the banner of Marxism-Leninism, under the leadership of the Communist Party–forward to new victories in the construction of communism!⋆
Continue reading →Kansas Roadtrips: Garnett and Osawatomie
After our annual trip to the apple orchard we decided to visit Osawatomie – a small Kansas town we passed last month on the way to Galena. As always, I took a wrong turn and, since I was too lazy to get the map out of the trunk, we ended up passing through Garnett as well. Garnett, KS is a neat little town, clean and well-kept. The most impressive building in Garnett, like in many other county seats, is the Anderson County Courthouse.
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