Just another regular day of late...

Been spending the last few days in a haze of booze and weed. The weather in Cal is not too great these days. The summer seems to last forever, bringing with it the usual sweat and searing heat. Beer is a valuable commodity in these times. The shops in turn are limited in their brand offerings. Our pockets seem abnormally lavish when it comes to booze. The car often substitutes for a makeshift bar. We seem to have covered a lot of calcutta in our drug induced haze...
Music is a fixture and the car stereo somehow manages to keep up with our old and grayed cd's and eclectic tastes. Somehow though, everything looks familiar, a pattern that we tend to follow almost always. Have our ambitions reached a plateau? Do we need a radical change in direction? Or has life left us behind......I don't know....sure is a scary thought though...

Bored witless..

Nothing much going on right now. A few more days to go till i catch the flight back home. Been seeing a lot of movies lately. The last was City Slickers, a silly Billy Crystal comedy suggested only as a one off Timepass though it's not that bad really. The last few days had a madness grow inside me. One of my passing fads i guess. The current such fad is making movies. I spent the last couple of weeks scouring the net, learning about prosumer quality dv and hdv camcorders in the hope of buying one. Fixed my buyer profile on ebay, bid on a number of cameras, took inputs from my kaka in bombay and finally this morning decided against buying a second hand camera. After all, they're not coming cheap either. So i have decided to approach it in a different way. Instead of buying a camera, i'm gonna write up a solid screenplay first and then take it from there.

Current obsessions..

I'm on a movie collecting spree nowadays. I'm inspired by sites like listverse, imdb, time etc. to seek out movies that have been voted among the top 100 movies of all time. However, i only download those that are not too serious or philosphical or stuff that makes you think life is meaningless and all that shit. My romantic, mushy days are long gone so no uve got mail, sleepless in seattle or walk in the clouds for me though i did enjoy moments from those movies once upon a time. As i touch 34, i realize that my sensibilites have changed, my perceptions are different, i'm growing slightly bald and i'm just about managing to keep my tummy in control. However, my goal in life remains just the same. I'm still clueless about where i'm headed and where i'll end. Somedays i think about getting into the movies, another day i wanna play the keyboard and start a lousy band but then again i reflect on the dog farm i plan to own or the rock pub whose management will have me as their boss in good ol' sector V back in town. So all in all, i'm really a confused creep really. But then again, i guess i like these aimless days, i do still have weed once in a while and booze, well, ahem..once a week and that one day, i go beserk with the bottle really only to have the lousiest saturday morning ever!!
Burgess Hill is a sleepy town. Nothin' ever happens here. There's a mall called Martlets which has a few shops you can buy groceries at, a decent enough library that lends you books for free to pass your days, a pound shop to satisfy the meagre pocket and a KFC and pizza shop to top it up. There are a couple of pubs and chinese eateries but i haven't gotten around to them yet. Office and work is nothing to boast about. Home is about 10 mins walk from work which is generally a decent trip if it doesn't bloody rain or blow. There's a decent enough park which i have to cross on the way and towards the evening there are young turks floating around on roller blades and in the mornings, people on their morning walks with various interesting breeds of dogs. The saving grace is a wine shop that's close to my house and a fellow who lives downstairs and supplies the occassional weed. I've been seeing a lot of Woody Allen movies lately and i have to say, i simple love the guy. He's simply ageless and a true genious, though he has streaks of racism in him and maybe a bigot at heart. I do think the best of the lot is definitely Annie Hall though i do have a few more of his movies to finish. Another guy i've been into is Kevin Smith and i absolutely love his stuff too, maybe even more than Allen's. Someday, i'll be inspired to go that way, i'm sure. Till then, i'm gonna go on blogging and free my mind of all the thoughts that keep clogging it up.