The Russian blogosphere conveniently, if bafflingly, revolves around LJ. Each week, RUSSIA! scans the chatter and brings you the top five topics.

• Last week, Moscow got its half-a-month's serving of rain in one day which flooded parts of the city and completely submerged the construction site of the Sokol Metro Station on Leningradsky Prospekt, reducing it to a muddy bowl of truck-soup. Comment hoopla included wows, whoahs, concerns for possibly stranded mothers-in-law and smartassness like "Cool, Venice!" and "Is there fish?" [Сокол утонул.]

Truck-soup on Leningradky Prospekt

• A recently disbanded folk festival on the hills of the Russian forrest left behind a naked hippie. One story dragged into coherence by blogger onepamopM from this babbling nature-child is that perhaps he actually lives out there, happily in the wilderness, though he misses the touch of a woman. [Festival photo essay on our LJ] [Про последнего героя "Пустых холмов" - 2009]

"...fashionably dressed in glasses and hat..."

• A recent fail_art community post brings us grizzly pencil scribbling with rhyming titles, featuring a traffic cop on LSD riding his motorcycle, wolf-in-sidecar, through the road in the sky and "Wednesday Morning, Catherine Deneuve arrives to Kishenev," her squiggly elegance stuffed into a disgustingly crowded train car. Comments compliment concept and execution, "аахахаахахааа" (aahahaahahaaa). [В логове доброй змеи]

"Wednesday Morning, Catherine Deneuve arrives to Kishenev"

• Blogger sergeydolya went driving around the outer Moscow Oblast accidentally ran into a searing white mountain that reminded him of Iceland, then, became more fascinated by the hip coordination of a model in a cotton cat-suit posing at the plateau. Predictably, equal importance given to each topic in the comments thread. Dorks. [Белая гора Подмосковья]

This is no Iceland

• Blogger uzhas-sovka shares tales of foreign expatriates who ended up in Russia—an American businessman who moved to Russia when his internet ru-bride didn't find the San Francisco heat to her liking, Mark Ames, former editor of The Exile, who curses in Russian about the cruelty of female Muscovites, and a former cop who moved to a Russian village to marry a schoolteacher and now spends his mornings reading philosophy at an internet cafe and days dreaming of teaching Russian policemen not take bribes. Aw, that's adorable. [жаркий климат Сан-Франциско]

Businessman Robert Dukes, former editor of the Exile Marc Ames - expatriates.