Really pressed for time this morning, so I’ll make it quick today…
In the past, to develop will power, I’ve given up (for months and years at a time) caffeine, alcohol, meat and sex (though the latter was never voluntary). Earlier this year, I gave up television. Slowly, however, I’ve been sucked back into boob-tubery. The finest shows currently on TV are Justice League Unlimited, the new Battlestar Galactica and, of course, Lost.
What’s this, you say? Ray has lost his obsession with reality TV? Maybe a bit. Anyway, the new season of Lost is so far an example of superlative storytelling, especially with respect to the small things: angles, chronology, characterisation and music. The music in the season opener was, interestingly, Mama Cass’s “Make Your Own Kind of Music.” I was so taken with this song that I downloaded an entire album of the Mamas and Papas’ greatest hits, and have been grooving to it all morning. Yes, my droogies, that’s how weird my life has become. But hey, it’s making me happy, so fuck you.
TONIGHT the local South Asian social group, Milan, is presenting a showing of the cult classic Harold and Kumar Go to Whitecastle at the Fox & Feather pub in Ottawa (283 Elgin street) at 7pm. Admission is free and you don’t have to be South Asian to attend, so COME ON DOWN!