Fried Eggplant Sandwich

Sorry for the lack of content. Eat this in the meantime.

EDIT: One of the neat features of Blogger is that it saves old drafts that you never published and allows you to retroactively publish them. I just went and published a few of those half-thoughts from earlier this year.

Slumdog Millionaire - Mausam and Escape by AR Rahman

Pretty intense.

Work and Life Poll

Harris Poll, why must you torment me?

Paean.

I'll say it loud here by your grave, those angels can't ever take your place.

One of Tori's most mournful songs, written for the daughter she miscarried while on tour in the 90s. She blames herself for being a rock star mother, inadequate, etc. I didn't understand that this song was a paean for her lost daughter until I listened to it about 100 times and finally understood the meaning. Definitely listen to the CD version - some covers have too fast a tempo, a flirtatious bent, and forget that this is a song of mourning.