we used to fall asleep to Eroica and then years later to side two of the white album we bought the white noise machine after hearing one in a house with children—atheists who owned no television I Will always reminded me of Carrie who went to the Bird Cage with us where we'd eat chili out of a crockpot and drink Seagram's 7 and Budweiser like we were teamsters not necessarily thinking about such things as late capitalism or what private equity might do to our future prospects and hope for survival—she said some things are so private that they're universal and touched her fingertips to her chest where she thought her heart was and then I did the one thing you asked me never to do I can't remember the details but these things come in threes like witches or weird sisters we were not perfect but there is nothing left to parody