Something odd is in the air. People are having visions of our success. Says one friend, “i had this weird dream last night that you guys were playing vera and i was running the show, only teh show was at moma, and i got yelled at for getting coffee while you were loading in.” Coffee, MOMA and Seattle’s Vera Project: three things I need more of in my life.

Oh, that and I was known as “Kyla’s Little Brother” at a party this weekend. Some of my sister’s friends recognized me from The Facebook. It made me feel like I was in high school again, what with everyone saying, “bro, you know you’re cool because of your sis. Now come here and do this keg stand.”