There are all sorts of words that could be used to describe yesterday, and I don't know any of them. Therefore, to compensate for my lack of vernacular I will simply make up a word: Surreestrangauemazing. If you look it up in the dictionary, it would read 'The experiences of Alex Meyer on Friday, February 4th, 2010'. Dictionaries are so dry.
I woke up early at 6 am and took a cab to McDonalds. Once there, I met Tom, he was a nice guy. Tom and I got into an SUV driven by a short Indian man while a suave looking cat wearing big shades, an open shirt, and a million dollar haircut sat next to him. From there we headed to the salvation army hostel (yeah, weird eh?) and picked up a british bengali named Mal. At that point, we headed about 2 hours out of Mumbai and 200 years in the past: To ND Studios.
Yes, I'm in a Indian TV show. You can watch it! they pump these out and apparently it's only a few days from filming to broadcasting. The 3 of us donned old Redcoat uniforms and swords, we were there to suppress the uprising in the northern state of Rajasthan. Apparently there was a Queen, Queen Rhani, who resisted British rule, and they had made a TV show retelling the story of her glory and unfortunate demise. I was in a number of scenes, and when i lied and said I was a big Canadian actor, I very nearly got a speaking part. 'Sir! koi I have a tey ley important message! Sri leda'ahay! Yeah, this show has a weird mix of english-hindi. I didn't say it, but I got to clash swords with an angry indian mob of 15 year old extras, eventually getting stabbed in the back by the Queen herself. I make a terrible face and fly to the ground, defeated. For this I was paid 500 rupee only.
It should be on TV soon, ZeeTV, Jhansi Ki Rani is what its called and I think the channel is on shaw tv, maybe. Here's the TV show website : http://www.zeetv.com/shows/jhansi-ki-rani.html
Afterwards the 3 of us made a mess of ourselves with 4 litre jugs of kingfisher beer.
It was a Surreestrangauemazing day.
Intestines still fine.
I woke up early at 6 am and took a cab to McDonalds. Once there, I met Tom, he was a nice guy. Tom and I got into an SUV driven by a short Indian man while a suave looking cat wearing big shades, an open shirt, and a million dollar haircut sat next to him. From there we headed to the salvation army hostel (yeah, weird eh?) and picked up a british bengali named Mal. At that point, we headed about 2 hours out of Mumbai and 200 years in the past: To ND Studios.
Yes, I'm in a Indian TV show. You can watch it! they pump these out and apparently it's only a few days from filming to broadcasting. The 3 of us donned old Redcoat uniforms and swords, we were there to suppress the uprising in the northern state of Rajasthan. Apparently there was a Queen, Queen Rhani, who resisted British rule, and they had made a TV show retelling the story of her glory and unfortunate demise. I was in a number of scenes, and when i lied and said I was a big Canadian actor, I very nearly got a speaking part. 'Sir! koi I have a tey ley important message! Sri leda'ahay! Yeah, this show has a weird mix of english-hindi. I didn't say it, but I got to clash swords with an angry indian mob of 15 year old extras, eventually getting stabbed in the back by the Queen herself. I make a terrible face and fly to the ground, defeated. For this I was paid 500 rupee only.
It should be on TV soon, ZeeTV, Jhansi Ki Rani is what its called and I think the channel is on shaw tv, maybe. Here's the TV show website : http://www.zeetv.com/shows/jhansi-ki-rani.html
Afterwards the 3 of us made a mess of ourselves with 4 litre jugs of kingfisher beer.
It was a Surreestrangauemazing day.
Intestines still fine.
