Life can be terrific and terrible simultaneously.  That has certainly had proof of concept in our goings on in 2011.  I stumbled on this song and started working it out just because.  I have never adored Depeche Mode… they’ve always been the more danceable cousin of things I actually held dear to my heart and danced my legs down to the knees with.

But when I started to sing this song it actually felt like a pertinent end cap to 2011.  So for all my truths that I let fly like metal shavings in a magnet factory, and every consequence that came home to roost, I dedicate Policy of Truth to each and every one of my faux pas, with love.

I am really holding out hope that 2012’s summative song is something like “Big Rock Candy Mountain”, or “The Hills are Alive (With the Sound of Music)”.

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Policy of Truth


Gigi Said

  • Topless Tapas 2012-11-03 18:44:52-

    Tami was leaving to go out with her friend and the kids begged to go with her. I said, "you don't want to go with mom, she is going to the Tapas bar and we are going to stay here and play games."

    Gigi stiffened, "That's weird", she said as she blushed. I processed fast and realized the problem. "TAPAS bar. It means 'small plate', not TOPLESS bar!"

Jude Said

  • Nicknames 2013-01-04 21:30:33-

    The checker at the store asked our always conversational little boy what his name was. He replied "Jude" then added "but sometimes they call me pumpkin brown". LOL.

    And they are right. We call him that after the folksong that we sing sometimes.

A long time ago…