My wife and I are watching a show called Weeds that she got on DVD for Christmas. The show is good so far. I fully expect it to get way out of hand in the next season. I think next season its going to get Melrose Placed.
My wife started watching Melrose Place when it first came out. Since I was a huge couch potato back then I couldn't have gotten off my rear to leave the room and so I started watching the show too. The show wasn't too bad at first. The characters showed more depth each episode and it was pretty interesting. Then weird things started happening and I'm thinking, well things should settle back down here in an episode or two. Well things just got crazier and stupider until finally, I had learned my lesson. When a serial drama gets Melrose Placed, just walk away.
So anyway, back to Weeds. The intro has a really cool song, called "little boxes". It really makes me think. How can I in this American society not live in a little box made out of ticky tacky. I, as the song suggests, went to the university where they put me in a little box and I came out just the same.
There's a joke going around on the Internet. It says something like, "the Indians went hunting everyday and then had sex every night and it takes a white man to think they could improve that system". I don't know if it was the Indians that invented that lifestyle, but I do think we were all fools to have given it up.
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