Russians know how to do coats.

Any time I start feeling too serious, I turn to Whitey and Derek. Just a few hours with those boys has me telling fart jokes and making fun of women. Tonight we watched a 3.5 hour russian movie (Dr. Zhivago, whooo!) and followed it up with a trip to Taco Bell. If the evening ends with everyone standing around in a circle scarfing down food, you know you've succeeded.