Andreiana by Phillip McCollum November 7th, 1985 Grigory kept the window rolled down because he was fighting the Sandman. A cold Siberian gale whipped through thin strands of brown hair which stretched from the top of his forehead to just below his bald crown, like long clumps of seaweed reaching out over an empty seabed. A contraband copy of …

Meteor? What meteor?

I recently learned why Russians have produced so many dash-cam videos. Regardless of the reasons, they’ve allowed us to see this guy’s hilariously nonchalant reaction to a screaming meteor flying over his car. -Phillip