Ancient photos.
M0use eater!
In this highly educational photo you can see:
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An old and crappy monitor with an inventory number on its side, behind which I sat for 2 years, and completely ruined my eyesight.
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Cheap-ass pseudo-speakers, which (just imagine!) cost crazy money - nowadays much more decent pieces of plastic cost about 3 times less. However, back then I was happy even with these.
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A badass Buffalo Bulls tank top
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My eternal habit of portraying something. Depending on your habits and tastes you could call it clowning around, playing the fool and making faces, or artistry, emotionality and acting skills.
A cute specimen of modernist gothic architecture
High school prom - everyone is still sober
Never again will I voluntarily put on a suit jacket and dress pants, unless the bosses force me to. Maybe it's a small thing and just an external attribute, but I harbor a deep disgust for these stupid clothes. Long live blue jeans, which, as we know, symbolize student riots in the 70s. Khaki rapper pants are also an option - comfortable, modern and beautiful. Yo-Yo!
Left to right - Vitek, Me, Andrey, Imych.
An excavation or something?
Once again, a landscape of my vast homeland. I shot this 3 years ago, but you can still observe this sandy hill today if you head from Daugavpils to Riga. The first theory - we've got paleontologists swarming here, and they're planning to make a grandiose discovery by digging up a brontosaurus leviathan. The second - this is the extraction of the most valuable mineral resource on the territory of Latvia - gravel. As we know from geography lessons, it is widely used in construction???
Entertaining informatics and cybernetics
Even back then, in the distant year of 1999, I was already demonstrating significant leadership skills, having headed up a mighty school project. The retyping of a book with a similar title and transferring it to the computer was a complete success - a mosquito couldn't have sharpened its nose on it, and no one guessed where we pinched the material from. This happened, naturally, because everyone absolutely couldn't care less. The situation since then, as far as I know, hasn't changed even by the length of that very mosquito's nose.
Bodybuilder
The fitness workouts didn't go to waste! Here I am demonstrating my super-duper muculature, sorry, musculature. The fact that I started working out a couple of years after this photo was taken shouldn't bother you, because, as we know from g-string theory, space and time are just the vibrations of curled-up superstrings in a ten-dimensional space. It's an interesting thing - TOE - Theory Of Everyting, but more on that another time.
Kayak
A kayak is a single-seater canoe for extreme stunts. This particular specimen pulled off such a stunt even without human participation - it scratched the interior of dad's car with its tip, for which all the trip participants got a pretty good scolding afterwards.
Isn't he an angel?
And this is how I was a long time ago - a good boy, just a little weird. A long time ago - is actually only about 5 years. And the computer, it's scary to even think about it, isn't even a Pentium!
And from this kind and impressionable boy grew an alternative kid and a rebel!
Hm, well at least in my soul . . .
Oops . . .
Yeah, looks like the prerequisites for a little insanity were always there.
A sad and hungry man with a sandwich
English teacher Kate Vieira, an American
And why do I keep grabbing everybody with my hands? Am I afraid they'll run away or something?
Kate is a volunteer teacher, and living proof that Americans are by no means hopeless in every sense. Here she is, enlightening the backward natives of the third world, meaning us.
The sea in Liepāja
Liepāja is my hometown. I lived there for the first 2 years of my life. That's why I have nothing more to say.
Sauleskalns
In Russian - "Sun Mountain". It's considered a landmark of Latgale. Lake Dridza, deep, so deep - a whopping 50 meters in the middle. Supposedly the deepest in Latvia. The girl next to me is my sister, the little girl on the right is Ksenia, my dad's friend's daughter.
Fishing
Here is such a picnic in nature, with an overnight stay. In my hands is Aldaris Zelta Alus, which means beer. I haven't drunk it for a long time, just like almost all other alcoholic beverages. Occasionally I allow myself mulled wine - hot wine with spices, or some other good red wine.
We'll leave Vodka, Moonshine, Brandy and other poison to the proletariat, rotten intellectuals, new Russians, and everyone for whom getting drunk and putting on an act of dumb fun is their main occupation in life.
It's better to just roll a joint with some weed, honestly. Even that turns out kinder and more honest.