Little Boxes Made Of Ticky Tack

Elton and I have been insanely chasing Weeds, the comedy that will never make it to Singapore. Why? Let's just say the title of the show isn't referring to dandelions. Go find it and watch it, it's good stuff. If you don't know how, I can't help you. My only gripe is that they're half an hour episodes, and I only wish they were longer.

The cutest thing is that from season two onwards, they started changing up the theme song. It's a very simple nonsensical song that's kinda like some kiddy song, and they use a different version of it for each episode. There's been a Spanish version, a polka version, a country version and, my favourite, a rap version.

Premise of the show is this. Nancy Botwin, suburban mom who lives in the town of Agrestic, was suddenly widowed when her husband died while out jogging with one of their two sons. To make ends meet, she decides to sell weed and becomes the suburban supplier. Somehow though, things keep not going her way, with her two sons acting out and random people finding out about her job and trying to blackmail her or rob her.

Fortunately, Nancy, played by Mary Louise Parker, looks like this. So she manages to somehow make it through a lot of tight situations. As Heylia, the no-nonsense black lady puts it, "She just bats those big brown eyes at you and you fall into shit."

Granted, she does do her fair share of rescuing herself, but most of the time, if it wasn't for the fact that she's hot, she wouldn't be able to get away with a lot of stuff. She does grow more ballsy as the show progresses. She was quite useless in the beginning.

I'm not going to tell you too much about it because I don't want to spoil anything, so go and watch it. Dammit.