9.18.2006

First Blog


Yay! My first blog of several.. I hope... my attention span is almost shot to sh*t at this young stage of my life...but i'm working on it...you know...one day at a time...

So I guess introductions are in order... My name is Nadya with a Y....i'm an aspiring writer/ novelist but full-time procrastinator/ idler extraordinaire... I speak a lot and at times I vere off on misunderstood tangents...but it's all good...the side-effects of a creative mind I say...

What's my main aim with writing this blog...well mostly because I have attention issues that i'm working on...and secondly because I hope it will keep me out of trouble... a channel if you will for my random quirks and thoughts...also as a semi-journal....to document my daily activities so that come next week I won't be oblivious to the previous weeks actions (joking..it's not so bad..really...)

Ok time for a public service announcement (free if I may add) Weeds will be coming on tonight...so mark ure calendars everyone....and before you go thinking this was a weird and unusual insert into my introduction it's just a brilliant segue into the title of this my first blog...

Little Boxes...

Malvina Reynolds - Little Boxes (theme song of Weeds)

Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.


Interesting song if I may say so myself... I just love it....I don't know why, maybe it's because it reminds me so much of Forrest Gump's profound statement about life ["My Momma told me: Life is like a box of chocolates..you never know what you gunna get"]

Or maybe it simply signifies the monotony that is life... what an oxymoron....

Alas...this is me in a nutshell [help i'm in a nutshell how did i get into this nutshell, what kind of shell has a nut like this?] LOL...that came from Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery btw...
I know, I know i'm just a reservoir of useless information.

Anyhoo that's it for now...

P.S. I'm not crazy. But being diplomatic i'll ask...what do you think?