more adventures in lala land…old cock

I’m a bit lost for words this week, as well as being fashionably late with my blog. You may, however, be able to decipher my mood from my punctuation. When I am lacking in the literary department, you will often find me on the second floor, messing with my paragraphs, commas and full-stops…..periods to some of you, but I don’t see the relevance of that word when it comes to small dots that denote the end of a sentence, I really don’t. Periods were, and are of course, moments that occur on a monthly basis when the male of the species become reviled more so than usual by the female of the species and are unwittingly subjected to mostly, in my humble experience, vitriolic explosions of bile designed to shrink a mans sack at 20 paces. The female feels pretty shit too I’m told. Anyway, it’s my time of the month too, which is a coincidence, and to celebrate I’m going to have a virtual moan so as to make someone reading this feel a bit better about themselves. I cannot moan about the state of the industry because I have little to no idea what that might be right now. The reason for that is that I, as my two regular readers will tell you, have been diverted from the path of all that is Hollywood, to the more urgent task of keeping body and soul together trying to secure roof over head, vehicular mode of transport and self out of lunatic ward. So far, I have achieved two out of three. So, I can nevertheless report with not just a small amount of satisfaction, that I have still manged to fit in a couple of very productive meetings, both feature and commercial which may or may not bear fruit but on their own merits, in their own tiny little meaningless entities as ‘meetings’ go, they wholly succeeded in making me feel good about the world and, indeed, optimistic for the future. Bring it on, I shouted. Get me the meeting and I’ll get me the job, I intoned. Shortly after this is when I got arrested and, well, here I am.  I read a thing the other day that stayed with me for a while and it still stands up to argument I feel. I can’t remember who it was who came up with it but I remember admiring his arrogance in a determined statement that seemed to justify our place on the planet….’ I was lying in my hammock one clear night of late and I remember looking up at the carpet of stars that filled the night sky, and I thought to myself, ‘how insignificant they all seem…’  I still like it.  Sorry it’s short and irrelevant this week but I did warn you. If you’re looking for intrigue and adventure, you HAVE come to the right place it just hasn’t found me yet, but it will. Mark my words old cock.