Latvian Railroad Repair

You get used to seeing these lads around as you commute by train but rarely does one get to check out a job from start to finish.

Denver Debates

I've lost my will to blog, seriously. I'm just too busy trying to earn a dollar and eat. Latvia? Hell, as expats/repatriates Mrs. T & I live in Moscow and other places as well. Which to write about? Do I describe Russians as having a slave mentality as opposed to the Latvian indecisiveness? What's in a word? Is a yearning for a strong Tzar to lead the people the same as a Latvian desire to hand over the levers of power to just anybody not Latvian?

And what happened to Obama in the first debate in Denver? He was a wet tissue president is all I saw. A nothing. He should have killed Mittens but he didn't even come close. It was so horrible I went and washed the toilet.

I know human beings can't be so organized as to create an international cabal of bankers and servant class of politicians but how else can you explain what is happening to the most powerful nation the earth has ever seen? How can I get back on the computer and tell you about my travails in the lesser kingdoms when the US of A is such a dangerously dysfunctional mess?

I have a vision of Mrs. T & I (hereafter referred to as the I & I) spending our last days in a dystopian landscape where we harvest the batteries from our electronic devices to sell for food. And eventually the elites slaughter their pet dolphins for the weekend fish feed or to render for bio-fuel to get their helicopters airborne.

I think this blog will switch to cars, because I need to buy one. An old, well maintained one.

Mic Check!

Never let it be said that TRex has forgotten his roots. 

Now excuse me, I have a hangover that I need to work on.