It's monday, and today I realised that getting to work puts me in a foul mood. I get more work down in an "outside", non-work related environment, but I know I am just making excuses.

What pisses me off about my project right now is being completely directionless, and it is not my fault it is so. I have my lovely boss to blame for this. He is a well-intentioned man, with a scatter-brain and his idea that if you just keep going, and keep finding tangents you'll get somewhere. A real disaster for mentoring, yet I think he is brilliant enough and dedicated enough to his own work to get by. I, on the other hand, am trying to cling on to this trying period with whatever willpower I have and bang out something decent in the form of a report. It's a little stupid when all the boss thinks that can come out of this is some stupid correlation type analysis because he has run out of ideas for what we should do, given that we have no decent way to validate my observations.

I had a lovely weekend where I stayed in bed and watched Weeds, I am still trying to finish the second season (all thanks to Sidereel). I learnt a few things from the show:

a) If you're married and your husband dies suddenly, your sex-tape with him can come in handy for the times you really miss him. As cheesy as it sounds, the show managed to portray this bit in quite a sensitive manner.

b) If you're a guy and want your girlfriend to stay with you, getting her pregnant by pricking your condom is the stupidest thing to do. (Okay, so I knew that one).

c) No matter how hard you try to be, being the new age cool parent where your kids come up to you and describe their sex life and start calling you by your first name instead of Mom is a sign of TROUBLE.

e) Indian guys in Hollywood, American TV shows will always be geeky losers with identity issues, and of course, the fact you're Hindu will always get thrown around.

d) If you're a guy, and a woman lets you know that you're not her ideal male lover, but could pass off as some woman she'd sleep with, be prepared to get ass-raped by her strap-on.

e) Jewish people seem to be really fun to make fun of on these shows. (Okay I knew this one too)

f) Bean Pies are associated with the Nation of Islam.

g) Kids are far more perceptive than you expect them to be. They can also be far more compassionate about the grey moral areas in life. This is provided you have a smart, kooky kid and not one that's ruled by his dick.

h) Andy, Nancy's brother-in-law, has probably given the best "masturbation" guidance talk to his young kooky nephew I have ever seen. Must watch out for this one.

This list is not as comprehensive as I would like it, I just went by the anecdotes I can remember at this point. The protagonist, Nancy, reminds me a lot of Lorelai Gilmore of the Gilmore Girls. She is crazy, random but really smart at things like making business deals and smarming people. The dialogues in this show are as snappy as the ones in that show but of course the theme is much darker (about weed dealing and suburban living). This being a Showtime production (responsivle for the L word and Dexter), there's lots of random nudity.

Have I told you that the second season of this show has a different artist performing the opening credits song (a very apt one called Little Boxes by Mavina Reynolds) every episode? From Elvis Costello, to Ozomatli, to the MacGarrigle Sisters and I hear even The Shins in season 3. How cool is that?

Labels: Rantings, television

savoirefaire blogged at 2:43 PM



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