Had this idea that Superbowl Sunday would be my ultimate catch-up day of catch-up days. Meaning, because I’m not into football and the rest of the known universe is (well, not really but enough of it, at any rate) that all the papers I need to organize into color coded file systems with labels printed out on my P Touch label maker would be either organized, recycled or shredded. All my bills would be paid and if not paid, at least, payments negotiated for a later date. Each and every item on my to-do list checked off. All books and screenplays I’m in the middle of reading would be read. Laundry done. Emails caught up on. Trash taken out. Everything I no longer need either sold on Craigslist or eBay. And I don’t think I managed to do any of it. Well, a little bit, I guess. Like the laundry, I finished that. Went on eBay — not to sell stuff, though. To look at hipscarves and zills that I use when I bellydance. Okay and played with my cat, Kee-hap. Watched some Superbowl commercials cause, lets face it, no one acutually watches for the game, right? Watched “Thirteen Going On Thirty” and “The Devil Wears Prada” on FX and contemplated the nature of the ‘chick flick.’ Wondered if I could ever write one. I don’t particularly think of my creativity as being chick flick friendly, per se. But then, on the other hand, something about this blog entry feels very chick flickie. Hmmm. At the same time, it’s not exactly the sort of thing my imagination feeds off of, exactly. My imagination is more about taking the universe apart and putting it back together again. At the same time, I’m fascinated w/ the power dynamics that distort ones humanity in hi-rise, hi-stakes, hi-rewards, vertical, Manhattan skyscrapers. Certainly got squished into roadkill enough times in those jobs to understand how things look as they fall apart and then fall into place. Oh, seeing The Apartment, the other night for the first time. Reminded me so, so, much of Mad Men. Okay, so I’ve got a Manhattan story in me, afterall. Is that what this blog entry was really about? 
i think it was lao tzu who said something like this (but then again i might fuck it all up)
in accordance to ‘the way’, he does not hurry yet gets everything accomplished.
seeing everything while labeling nothing, awareness is simply heightened.
hmmm, i’m not sure if you’d find this useful/relevant. anyway, i think if you took to the streets with a camera and found a way to capture chicks on your flick, you’d cut and paste together something really funny. would that qualify as a chick flick?
Funny you should mention, I actually used to carry Lao Tzu’s “Tao Te Ching” with me everywhere I went. It really helped. Perhaps I outta re-read…