Irene Hoffman introduced me as “II-” (pronounced with a clap) at Spread, where I was DJing. I was tickled.

Bea started a game where we would try to think about any way in which John is not cool.

We talked about the projects of the finalists at Spread. They asked if I had even liked the presentation of one contestant who worked with sound waves. I said I am a sucker for that shit no matter what. I want to take a dip into that sine-wave of interconnected galaxies and continue to be comprised of vibrating energy.

I started a game to think of any way in which I was not narcissistic. Bea said the same game could apply to her. Bea and I are on each other’s equilateral plane of best-friends because we identify with one another’s narcissism (care deeply about each other).