This amazing story, about the Lykovs, has been going around the internet lately, and thank you to everyone who’s sent it to me, confirming my belief that you like to think of me when you see anything remotely Russian AND remotely creepy.
Russian President Vladimir Putin has granted citizenship to French actor Gérard Depardieu, who has been embroiled in a bitter fight over taxes with France’s government, the Kremlin said Thursday.
A statement posted on the government website said that Mr. Putin had signed a decree in response to “an application for citizenship of the Russian Federation” on behalf of “Depardieu Gérard Xavier, who was born in France in 1948.”
A Russian New Year superstition is that the way you usher in the New Year is the way you’re going to spend it. If so, 2013 is looking pretty cold for me. We celebrated the New Year with my parents in Ottawa, which is derived from the Algonquin phrase for “holy shit, the windchill.”
Last Sunday, I found out that I had passed both of my classes this semester, and even gotten an A in one of them. The feeling of exultation, of luxury, of not having to do anything except eat and work on my novel until January 20th was amazing.
“Let’s celebrate,” Mr. B said. “What do you want to do?”
September 1 is always the day kids start school in Russia, regardless of whether it’s a weekend or not.
The first day of school is a huge deal in Russia, but in a different way than in America. In America, it’s more about “oh, thank God the kids are finally out of the house.” It’s taking pictures of little kids near the front door with backpacks. It’s about snacks and afterschool activities and the theater of back to school,everything except the actual school part.