Thought of the day: Greener

The grass only looks greener on the other side; step in and you could find your foot sinking in the mud.

Sixth tense

And it's out! Faiz's sixth tooth. He's suddenly all grown up and enjoying having his teeth brushed.


He's also becoming a little terror around the house and we're going to start phase 2 of baby-proofing this weekend. He's most fascinated with the flush and has discovered that pulling the little lever makes fun whooshing-gurgly sounds. One day we left the seat up, and Faiz started depositing a load of dirty laundry into what he thought was the washer. Well at least he had the right intentions. I can't wait for him to grow up and do the laundry, the dishes, the vacuuming, jhar-ponch, etc. -- seeing how fond he is of it and all. Mehvesh is appalled at my suggestion. I just want him to follow his passions.

Religion lost, Paradise regained

Heard an old replay of Mike Stine's '98 interview on NPR. He revealed that 'Losing my Religion' was inspired by Police's 'Every Breath you Take.' Not sure what his interpretation was, but this truly stands on its own:

Oh, life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

(chorus)
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight, I'm
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

(repeat chorus)

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream

mokaJo

mokaJo lives by 5 guiding principles:

1. It's not where you buy your coffee but where you put down your cup
2. Everything you need should fit in your pocket
3. There is no such thing as a job well done until no one does it better than you
4. High 5's should not include a jump (missing looks stupid)
5. LivePCs are better than dead PCs