Quizilla,

Theodor introduced me to an online quiz club, where real ppl have a daily quiz contest. By god, a fool may ask more questions... I don't know how high is Mount Sissy-Pissy. I don't care who won the MegaDick Cup in 1983. Ppl who got no idea who wrote Crime and Punishment easily outdo me on questions like "How fast does Ferrari MXQZ-4576GG accelerate to 60 mph". I don't know anything about life around me. And I don't want to. No TV, no sports channels, no football-hockey who beat whom, no fashion what's hot - what the hell? life is too short. Shall I spend another 100 hours answering questions like "Which city is closer to Equator: Tyrgu-Muresh or Fartsborough?" I'd rather do smth useful: throw stools out of the window or teach my dog to steal money for me.

The Grand Toilet of Moscow

A massive construction site, dozens of workers, an endless building stretching far away. What is it?
"Dear Muscovites! We are building a WC here" - says the poster on the fence. Okay, at least that explains, why they didn't finish it on time (April 2009)

Peasants, yum-yum

I went to a museum with my son and learnt a lot. On this window the sign clearly reads: "Early Crop Farming in the Moscow Region". Does it make sense to you? All I see is a ruined hut, old leaves and a bear.
Now, here is my version: "Early farming in the Moscow region failed, because farmers were frequently eaten by grizly bears."
It was The Darwin Museum, by the way :)

17 prominent Turkish gardeners

This board apparently commemorates chief gardeners in Alanya, Turkey. They kept their photos for at least one century! Fashions have changed. And faces, too. Hypnotizing. These guys are really enjoying their 5 minutes of fame out there. Biographies are not supplied, but you can easily imagine them just by looking at their faces.
  
Bigger picture under cut

Consumer goods

Crisis is here. People only buy what they can't do without
    
A loaf of bread, a portrait of the president and a small blue box.

been drawing it for months now

here we go, The Return of the Drunk Husband, a village scene.
Resketched it, added new layers of ink, spilt a glass of water on it (not intentionally) - finally, I'm done with it

  
this is a tomb of Vladimir Sofronitsky, a legendary Russian pianist. I had a map, but it took me 30 mins to find it, because it's hidden behind two thorny bushes - one above and one in front. The fallen leaves cover the letters, so it's a very reticent tombstone. My Mom wanted to come here for years, but the cemetery was closed since vandals broke a nose off the statue of Stalin's wife.