Little Boxes…

Little boxes, on a hill side
Little boxes, made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on a hillside,
and they all look just the same..

GAH! I love that new Shotime show, Weeds. Because it makes me laugh, and tugs at the heartstrings, and is about weed but not really, it’s more about the people themselves and the mundane-icity of life and other such deep things that proves the writers are total potheads and dammit if they’re making money why can’t I and did I mention it makes me laugh? But anyway – what I don’t like? is the fact that after I watch the ‘rerun’ episode every Sunday, the song – the theme song – gets stuck in my head. ALL. WEEK. LONG.

Here’s a green one, and a red one
and a blue one and a yellow one
Little boxes, on a hillside

I wake up humming it. I annoy the children singing it (ok, that’s a plus. Any children annoying immediately adds points..). I try actively to STOP stinging it by replacing it with something else, only to have it pop into my head again. I can go a little while without thinking it… then it pops up unbidden and makes me want to bang my head into a wall…

and they all look….

Guh.

just the same.