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with a meat ax
Nov. 19th, 2005 02:00 amWork today was annoying, but at least we got some stuff done.
Almost certain that I've got an oncoming cold. (Is this better or worse than being uncertain? Um.) We will treat it tomorrow morning by the time-honoured method of sleeping in.
Do you ever have one of those days where you daydream about going berserk and threatening to kill people with a meat ax?
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"I first met Colonel Ilya Tolstoy when I was living in a vodka factory in Kunming in southwest China. Kunming was an air base and supply depot for the American forces, and most of the American officers and GIs would sooner or later come to the vodka factory, which was owned by an extraordinary White Russian called Grigory Shelestian. The GIs and officers got along well; Shelestian was an admirable host except on the rare occasions when he went berserk and threatened to kill people with a meat ax; and life in the vodka factory was nearly always pleasant and diverting."
-- A Portrait Of Lost Tibet, a collection of photographs taken in 1942 by two men (one of them Ilya Tolstoy) on a mission on behalf of OSS.
Almost certain that I've got an oncoming cold. (Is this better or worse than being uncertain? Um.) We will treat it tomorrow morning by the time-honoured method of sleeping in.
Do you ever have one of those days where you daydream about going berserk and threatening to kill people with a meat ax?
---
"I first met Colonel Ilya Tolstoy when I was living in a vodka factory in Kunming in southwest China. Kunming was an air base and supply depot for the American forces, and most of the American officers and GIs would sooner or later come to the vodka factory, which was owned by an extraordinary White Russian called Grigory Shelestian. The GIs and officers got along well; Shelestian was an admirable host except on the rare occasions when he went berserk and threatened to kill people with a meat ax; and life in the vodka factory was nearly always pleasant and diverting."
-- A Portrait Of Lost Tibet, a collection of photographs taken in 1942 by two men (one of them Ilya Tolstoy) on a mission on behalf of OSS.
