Default Mark

It's been a while, I know...Happy Holidays to all....

It's easy to reach paralysis when you have a million ideas swirling through your head. I guess the only way to get over procrastination is to start

I barely survived Christmas having gone through a filipino-food induced coma. I could barely speak to my relatives for about three days because I had stuffed so much food into my body it was practically coming out of my mouth. Seriously, I had to sleep on my couch practically upright while I watched bits of Holiday, Failure to Launch and Who Killed the Electric Car? at three in the morning for fear of severe acid reflux.

I was actually somewhat excited for Boxing Day because Boxing Day is like a regular shopping day in New York. I thought the bustle of all the grumpy people looking for bargains might render me nostalgic. Unfortunately big crowds of people may feel like New York, but New Yorkers know how to do one thing that other cities (I can't speak for all cities) fail to do. New Yorkers know how to WALK. When New Yorkers walk, they're basically driving. And the vehicle they are driving is their own body. They know how to walk fast, efficiently. They have a fire, a need, to get somewhere. If they wanted to meander with strangers to bad music in a big space, they would go to a club. And New Yorkers don't only know how to walk. They know how to strut and shuffle and jump and shove and push and squeeze and make their way through a maze of people. It's collective rushing and walking. That doesn't happen in Montreal. Needless to say, it's an adjustment.

There's a lot I want to write about; my ambivalence to my work, book ideas, wanting to take a dance class or yoga, my desire for new music and DJ equipment and to travel, but we'll get to that eventually.

Referring to the title of said Blog, I've been thinking a lot about Default Mark. A new year is fast approaching, and finding myself in a new/old city after an exhausting break up, I know I'm in the process of re-charging my batteries and upgrading to Mark 2.0.

While that happens, Default Mark takes over. Here are a few things that I doubt will ever change.

There will always be a cafe to sit and write in
So what if it's usually a Starbucks. I love my coffee. And I love just sitting and writing and watching the world go by.

Richard Linklater, you're my hero
I will always watch Before Sunrise or After Sunset. Maybe it's pathetic but fuck it, I love those movies. I will never get sick of them. Other movies/shows on constant shuffle: Sex and the City, Human Traffic, Shortbus, Party Girl, Porn (yeah I said it)

I'll continue to walk this earth...
I love walking. I do. I like taking in the fresh air, looking at people, at buildings. I love watching little dramas and situations unfold each and every moment. I love walking through Urban Outfitters. I love window shopping.

Mark needs to disco nap
Me and my sister are basically borderline narcoleptic. I rationalize this by pretending I was a fabulous party person at Studio 54 in my former life so now I'm napping my way through this one. I heart naps.

Let's face it. I know I'm in a state of flux. As human beings we're constantly evolving, learning, creating. But whenever I'm feeling low, or need some time to myself, I know I can always watch Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy traipse through Paris, or have a vanilla latte while flipping through Nylon Guys after a long walk.

Simple pleasures are the best