gutter gardens

A refugee of suburbia, I must admit I spent my childhood dreaming of apartment life. Now that it's become a reality, I can't stop thinking about backyards. The grass is always greener (than the fenced-off asphalt in front of your triplex that your landlord tries to pass off as a garden).
But maybe I should take a cue from this:
Summer project: cultivate a gutter garden.

goal: own a large desk.

I, along with legions of other semi-nomadic Montrealers, know that the dawn of warm weather means one thing: time to look for a new apartment.
Although I'm not sure what I want exactly (considering how subject I am to budget), I do know I want big things. Namely windows and a desk.
One small section of this would be ideal. Because I'm a business woman now.
(photo from office snapshots)

the russian presidential jet

Can't decide: DO I LOVE IT OR AM I DISGUSTED BY IT?
There is no middle ground for this jet, decorated according to the taste of former Russian president Boris Yeltsin. What a man of the people.
A boardroom for high-flyin' politicos
For getting Russian about things (read: drinking)
I didn't know it was possible to shower on a plane.
Presumably never used - who would ever want to leave this Palace of the Skies?
Presidential bidet
(photos from english russia)