Mr Peat
Rich Perelman, "Loren you have a Godlike Presence.
I caught the dates on the photos as well. I thought that was cool you was during the same time of year and month as i was. Just a different year. I know you will relate to the photos I've taken and once home, can post them for the world to see the crazy bearded fatman in Russia. I have some classic poses I've taken of me smoking some cigars.
Well, I did have an experience of a lifetime the other day. This happened in the afternoon of my last post. Yeah, shit like the following happens to me all the time. Doesn't matter what country I'm in. So I decided to smoke the AF Cuban Belicoso as my teacher keeps me busy. I figured I would relax after I got back to the dorms. I go up and grab the tools needed for burning this bad boy. My trusty cheap ass cutter I picked up on the way to Moscow and a cheap ass lighter I got at the PAMCTOP. I cut the bad boy and proceed to light it. I'm just standing around minding my own business under my little alcove people have seen me under so much.
So this hot Asian girl has a handful of bags so I went over to open the door for her. I've done it before and she always says Спасиба aka thank you. I always try to do one good deed a week to offset all the negative karma. As I've accumulated plenty over the years. :whistling: I go back to my alcove and continue with the cigar. It didn't have much burn problems this time which was good. Because the last one kinda sucked with the 2 channels it had in the filler. But it still tasted good and so did this one. It approaches a little past 5pm and this nice vehicle is buzzed through the gates and drives to the opposite side I was. Then it came to the side I was and parked like 3 feet from me. I was thinking WTF dude. But I didn't say a word and just continued to smoke my cigar. Well the driver gets out and its a dude in the Military uniform with 4 gold stars on the shoulder bars.
He walks over to me and asks for my Documents. I started to grab them out when I saw it was an Officer in the Military as I knew what was coming. He then said Passport and I was grabbing for it already trying to shuffle the cigar from one hand to the other. He reads the letter I have from the school and my official registration. Looks at the Passport and said something in Russian like..."Thank you and have a nice day." I understood him and just nodded and went back to my cigar. He drives off and out the gate. Talk about an interruption. I mean wtf...I'm smoking a cigar. At least wait till I am done to pester me for my documents. :laugh:
Now yesterday was an interesting day as well. I did really good in my class as I wasn't woke up at 10am. But I shocked my teacher with some comments. Go figure...Mr Peat say shocking things....Say it isn't so. :whistling: Anyways...I changed some of the exercises she has me do in the books. I asked her what the Russian word for Cigar is and she was like cigarette. I said no, no, no. I mean a cigar. She was like oh and said, Сигара. She was like you smoke cigars and I responded with, umm yeah.
Over here cigars are very expensive and crappy. The PAMCTOP has some Nicaraguan(sp?) cigars I have never even heard of. They looked to be some REAL winners. But they cost like $20 to $30 a stick and you couldn't pay me $100 to smoke one of these dog rockets that looked to have been shoved up someone's ass to catch the turtle drips. :laugh: I guess it means if you are smoking a cigar that you have some money. Not the first time I have ran into that mentality while traveling abroad.I did smoke a Opus X #5 yesterday to break up the boredom from studying as it was absolutely beautiful out. There was a nice wind, but it wasn't cold at all. No snow either. It did rain off and on throughout the day. But while smoking the Opie, it only dropped a few drops here and there so I would just retreat in my alcove. After I was done, I headed to the Death Camp for dinner. Oh boy I thought. Another shitty ass cold meal once again. This wasn't the case. I actually got a fresh miniature meatloaf with the fried potatoes and ketchup. You have to have the ketchup as the food is pretty bland. Damn them for no pepper. I tossed the salt on and ate my meal. Its also another requirement to stuff your face like you was setting the World Record of eating a meal. Because its generally like Dumper Diving Dinner, you have to eat it fast so you don't gag on the shit they call food. Even the females eat fast. Some have eaten faster than me. And anyone that has seen me eat, thats crazy shit. Just ask OpusXKC. :laugh: But the meal was warm this time so it was edible. I had some other side dishes and called it a night. I went back home and took 10mg of my Hydrocodone in hopes it would knock me the hell out. Alas, this wasn't the case. I was up once again in the we hours of the morning. Oh well...nothing unusual for me.
I got up at a decent hour today. It was around 10am when I strolled out of bed and started my day. I did my studying and drank two cups of the Instant Coffee I have so I could wake the hell up. So class went pretty damn good. Out of like 100 words i was quizzed on, I got one wrong. All because I wrote a N when I thought I wrote a И. Oh well...at least she was happy I learned them so she is moving forward tomorrow with a whole new set of grammar and like another 100+ new words. Oh joy!!! I had my dinner at Cafe Max as I didn't want to brave the Death Camp today. Peace out for now and enjoy!
