I feel kinda bad complaining about this given that half of the midwest has essentially been rendered homeless due to floods, but you guys, I just had to spend $1100 on a stupid new water heater. AND, the stupid OLD water heater leaked and created all sorts of water damage to the floor and subfloor. So even though there’s a new water heater, there is also the possibility that it could literally fall through the damaged floor into our crawlspace at any moment. Yyyyyyyyyyeah.
Let me tell you a little bit about the dude that came to assess the problem with our water heater. Dan was like a super tall darker and leaner and less attractive (and I realize that’s not saying much) version of Sylvester Stallone, except impossible to understand because of a really heavy slavic accent. If my husband hadn’t seen the shape the old water heater was in with his own two eyes once it got yanked out, I would probably still be uncertain as to whether Dan had actually SAID we needed a new water heater. For all I know, he could have simply been reciting a Russian poem of some sort. That’s how heavy the accent was.
Anyway, having to fork over money for something like this just TOTALLY BLOWS. It makes me think of all the stuff I could have had at Anthropologie.
Мне ни к чему одические рати
И прелесть эллегических затей.
По мне, в стихах все быть должно некстати,
Не так, как у людей.
Когда б вы знали, из какого сора
Растут стихи, не ведая стыда,
Как желтый одуванчик у забора,
Как лопухи и лебеда.
Сердитый окрик, дегтя запах свежий,
Таинственная плесень на стене…
И стих уже звучит, задорен, нежен,
На радость вам и мне.
So yeah, for those of us who were wondering to the point of translation what the hell Holmes is saying up there…..
To me to what одические hosts
And charm эллегических inventions.
On me, in verses all should be inopportunely,
Not how at people.
When you would know, from what rubbish
Verses grow, not knowing shame,
As a yellow dandelion at a fence,
As burdocks and лебеда.
Angry hail, tar a smell fresh,
Mysterious mould on a wall …
And the verse already sounds, is fervent, gentle,
On pleasure to you and me.
Wow, Holmes, thats deep.
P.S. Russian poetry sucks ass.
Theres a reason they aren’t known for it…
Right on…Down with Drago…Rocky forever!!!