The old owner of Lindsay's house was a wierd guy.

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We've been spending some time each weekend for the past couple of months trying to make the garage usable and more efficient. Essentially trying to make it something other than a repository for junk and things that we don't know where else to put. We're almost done, and one of the last things we have to do is to take down the things that the previous owner, Jeff, had stored up on plywood sheets in the rafters. Bryan took down a box today with some surprising magazines. There were several stacks of Playboy magazines from the 80s, a bunch of Life magazines from the later 70s (these we're keeping temporarily until I can check and se if they'd go for anything on Ebay), and a few old Rolling Stones. These aren't abnormal to me. Instead, what surprised me that at the bottom of the box contained what looked like a year's worth of Soviet Life magazines, as well as a small book entitled something like "Socialism: the Philosophy of the New World Order." Um, yeah. Right.

I'm half tempted to ring him up and tell him we found his stash of Playboys, and did he want them back? Just to see what he would say.

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Oh, and those Sorel snow boots I'm selling on Ebay? They've now got 20 watchers and 8 bids, and there's still a little over 3 days to go. 20 watchers? Seriously? We've never sold anything that had 20 watchers before. You'd think with that much interest in the boots they'd be going for more than $15.50 right now. Gah.

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[brendaboo.livejournal.com]

Lol! I had a subscription to Soviet Life when I was in college, but probably not why you think. I took a Russian lit class and was ENTHRALLED with all things Russina, especially anythig to do with the Romanovs. I don't remember how I stumbled across Sovet Life, but the pictures were gorgeous and just fed my fascination.

[ves-heill.livejournal.com]

Вы говорите русский язык? Я изучил его на 3 лет.

We used to study by reading old communist textbooks with stories about "Chuk and Gek" because my public school was po', 'yo! Did you ever read the magazine Davai? They were such fun. ;)