Teacher’s pet

When I was in grade school I was sure I knew everything. I knew the multiplication table, I knew the map of the city I lived in. I knew all the names of the important Soviet leaders. (They were all important). What else was there? My teacher hated me. Hated. It pissed him off evenContinue reading “Teacher’s pet”

New York part II

Dear friends, we last saw each other as I was being woken up by my hungry stomach that made me fall off a bench in Central Park. Ah, the memories. Realizing that my stomach’s growling was drowning out the tourist chitchat in Central Park I decided to finally feed it. I went back to theContinue reading “New York part II”