Happy Birthday, BrotherGote!

For your relentless progress into the future, I salute you!

Special Friends

I know, I know. Bad Gote. Never leaving the house except to frolic in virtual reality. I promise, more pictures of the Motherland. But for now, you'll have to just stare into the gaping maw of Vinny, a canine friend from back home. I'm trying to tell him about late-Soviet performance art, but he seems to find it all a bit of a bore. Well, we can't please everyone.