8 May 2010 § Leave a comment

at home, in 5 games, and oh–did i mention it was against the red wings ? that was the best part.

enjoy the golf course, detroit.


about damn time

7 May 2010 § Leave a comment

i finally got a job. well, two. i started last week with a place that sells overpriced tea to unsuspecting schmucks:

and yesterday, i signed papers to join the stanford university of retail operations:

yeah. that’s right. i’m your enabler now, here to dish out your technological mistresses over which you lust for months, then line up outside the store with all the other sweaty-palmed dorks who want the same damn thing, then you take her home and touch her in private.

well, not yet. i start training on 21 may.

in the meantime, i have to figure out if i’m going to keep both of these jobs or let the lower-paying, higher pressure one go. i’m not stranger to selling tea, but i’m new to the commission-based sales model and i have a lot of qualms about selling people extremely expensive tea with supposed health benefits. they make it seem like tea cures all, but guess what ? asians die too. all the time, every day. granted, the japanese seem to have a lock on the supercentarian set. but they still die a lot.

i’m definitely sad about not working in the library anymore, and realise that i may not get another opportunity to do so until i get a grad school internship, if that.

also on the day apple offered the job to me, i got an email saying that i was invited to take a test for the same library job i just got fired from (although this one comes with some semblance of benefits, and a guaranteed 20 hours a week–wow, twenty whole hours !). i don’t have much interest in switching to a new library, where i will be treated like shit because it’s a job 16-year-olds can do. but i’m a snobby Masters-less member of the library elite: my attitude and my ideas won’t get me very far without that degree, so why not go tell the public how to use an iPad ?

although, i will hand it to the tea people: this is one hell of a good product.

allez les canadiens !!

28 April 2010 § 1 Comment

the habs play the caps tomorrow, having forced a game 7 by the grace of god or jaro halak, depending on who you ask. i kinda like the caps (okay, i’m fascinated by ovie), but i will be cheering for the bleu, blanc et rouge!

in addition to cheering for my #2 team, i am also preparing mentally for our #1 to face the aforementioned foes, zetty, datsyuk, and the rest of the detroit red wings. i am already thinking of more dirty russian phrases (pasha, i have some choice words about what a dog did to your mom), and boycotting IKEA for the duration of the series.

in order to be a sharks fan in the playoffs, you need a high degree of “mental toughness”, quite possibly the most talked about concept in all of hockey. we got through round one, now we steady ourselves for the fight against the red wings. i will need xanax.

side note: if anyone has an mp3 of the ENGLISH version of the “bleu blanc rouge” song–the one that’s like 20 years old and tremendously awkward–i will paypal you a real, live dollar.

i leave you with the best rap in the world ever, and for you non-francophones, i even bothered to find the subtitled version. vous me remercierez plus tard:


tshirts, cartoon cats, and why i love book covers

8 April 2010 § 4 Comments

i had to splurge and use some of my financial aid money to buy this awesome shirt celebrating the best book ever:

check out for more lovely shirts. they also donate one book for each shirt sold.

also, they had the smarts to recognise master and margarita (or it’s maurice sendak kitty cover) as a book worth advertising.

a recent new york times article points out, book covers, sadly, are a dying art form. as our society embraces digital readers, the unique physical appearance of each story is lost: instead, they are replaced by the plastic shell of the device used to display them. this anonymity is something new to the american book enthusiast: in japan, all paperback books are made the same size, and for the most part, have nondescript covers. book covers that conceal the details of the reader’s tome of choice are popular among those who commute via rail. after all, does everyone on the train need to know you’re reading a book about an eleven-year-old wizard ? granted, in the uk, the adults simply asked for a more sophisticated jacket for their silly sorcerer stories.

i dread the day when all our novels are electronic and all our “books” are manufactured in china, designed in california. i have always loved old book covers: my friend jon and i have amassed large collections of old, hardly bound books that, while the yellowed pages can’t seem to stay inside, are decorated with the most beautiful vintage artwork. it makes my shelf smell funny, but i like that.

in fact, the reason i picked up master and margarita in the first place was because the cover–and the man diligently pouring over it’s contents–caught my eye in a coffee shop. the man stood in line during the very busy morning rush, his nose pressed between the pages the entire time. he placed his order, and as i whipped together his latte, he stood right in front of me reading the book. i noticed the hebrew title, on what i would consider the back of the book.

“what are you reading ?”
“huh ? oh, an old russian book. but it’s in hebrew”.
“i see that. what’s it called ?”
“it’s called ‘devil comes to moscow’. it’s very interesting”.
“it must be, you read it the whole time you were in line, and it’s loud as hell in here. you recommend it ?”
“yes, of course ! i wish i knew the english title, but the author is named boolgykov”.

it took a bit of investigating, but i found the english title and picked it up the next week. i read it in one sitting, and had to call in sick to work the next day because i had stayed up all night reading about the master, his love, a vodka-drinking cat, and the fifth procurator of judea, the equestrian pontius pilate.

a random man in a coffee shop pouring over an interesting-looking volume in a language i know fifty words of somehow managed to introduce me to a book that a lifetime of russophilia, library visits, and lit classes had not.

needless to say, i’m sad to see the art of the book cover go.


mmmm moscow

28 February 2010 § Leave a comment

i’ve had moscow on my mind since october. it’s something about the weather: as soon as california gets cold, i start thinking about -20 degree windchill, trudging through dirty snow, and the moscow skyline.

i got this necklace on etsy because a) i’d never seen one like it before and b) ten bucks is pretty much my maximum when it comes to selfish expenditures these days.

it’s called the st petersburg necklace from etsy seller The Reliquary Shop. it’s cute, shipping was fast, i like it, but… i’ve got two issues:
1. the charm looks like st basils, which we all know (or SHOULD know) is in moscow and not p’burg.
2. the seller also makes twilight shit. i am 100% opposed to anything twilight-related. my cat could create better characters and she’s non-verbal and plays with her own shit.

it’s just a necklace, but now i get to sit in my warm house and picture shashlyk stands in the frozen park instead of starbucks on every corner.

anyway…uh, buy handmade !


tales of the unemployed

5 January 2010 § Leave a comment

lost my job yesterday. i also got two parking tickets and watched the sharks lose. not a great way to start 2010.


latvia’s dead

27 December 2009 § Leave a comment

latvia is dead. so dead, especially if their junior team is any indication: they lost to canada today in a merciless 16-0 defeat.

but why latvia ? they’re the first team that team russia will face off against in the 2010 olympics at vancouver. i don’t know who is on the roster for latvia (i mean really–there are no latvians on any of my nhl teams, that whole country is off my radar). but oh, russia ! this is the team to beat:

G Evgeni Nabokov, San Jose Sharks
G Ilya Bryzgalov, Phoenix Coyotes
G Semyon Varlamov, Washington Capitals
D Andrei Marko, Montreal Canadiens
D Ilya Nikulin, Ak Bars Kazan
D Dmitri Kalinin
D Konstantin Korneyev, HC CSKA Moscow
D Denis Grebeshkov , Edmonton Oilers
D Fedor Tyutin, Columbus Blue Jackets
D Sergei Gonchar, Pittsburgh Penguins
D Anton Volchenkov, Ottawa Senators
C Pavel Datsyuk, Detroit Red Wings
C Evgeni Malkin, Pittsburgh Penguins
C Sergei Fedorov, Metallurg Magnitogorsk
LW Ilya Kovalchuk, Atlanta Thrashers
RW Maxim Afinogenov, Atlanta Thrashers
LW Danis Zaripov, Ak Bars Kazan
LW Alexander Semin, Washington Capitals
C Sergei Zinovjev, Salavat Yulaev Ufa
RW Alexander Radulov, Salavat Yulaev Ufa
RW Viktor Kozlov, Salavat Yulaev Ufa
LW Alexander Ovechkin, Washington Capitals
RW Aleksey Morozov, Ak Bars Kazan