Weeds

Took me an episode or 2, but now I have fallen for Weeds. Mostly because I adore Mary-Louise Parker, but also because it’s a good show. Funny but not hilarious; serious but not overly dramatic. Also: 30 minutes long, which is almost perfect for my attention span ... plus there’s an encore showing immediately after the first episode, which works well for the parts I manage to miss, even though it is only 30 minutes long.

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And no, I do not smoke weed. And in fact I have some issues with people who sell marijuana and other drugs, mostly because there’s really no way to make sure those items don’t make their way to kids, and that troubles me greatly.

Not that there’s probably anything worse about smoking marijuana than there was when we used to smoke cigarettes with Bobby when I was 10 ... except that Bobby has been smoking cigarettes ever since. I have no idea if he ever smoked weed; he possibly did but likely doesn’t now and probably hasn’t for years. In other words, I’m fairly certain marijuana never became a lifelong addiction for him the way cigarettes did.

Anyway, issues aside, I like this show. From the opening theme — that “Little Boxes” song that makes me smile every time I hear it — to the ending. Especially this week’s closing scene, with Miss Parker watching a home video love scene (it’s a sex scene, too, but there’s nothing graphic about it, and you really get a sense that it’s more about love) between her and her now deceased husband (while he was still ALIVE, obviously) and listening to a wonderful beautiful song by Leona Naess called “Ballerina” that is well worth downloading.