remember standing in line with marie calloway and rachel white to get my book signed by tao. had sort of ‘sidled in’ to the line. rachel said ‘they’re taking pictures for new york magazine, we’ll have to get your picture’ or something and disappeared for a moment. marie seemed happier than normal…talked about where she lives now and how powerhouse had just run out of alcohol and text messages and where i live now and jobs. think i asked if she was on drugs and she wasn’t. rachel came back with kat sto[not going to look up on facebook how to spell], who i didn’t know worked for new york magazine, approached me/marie in line. i think a guy behind me said ‘are you marie’ to marie, who looked at him, as this was happening. remember turning around a second time and seeing a man’s face who said ‘and you must be megan’ or something like that to me and i said ‘i’m megan,’ and kat was there already…i think…shit. memory is deteriorating at this point. big time rocko’s modern life. kat asked me for a quote about ‘taipei’ and i didn’t know what to say. i said ‘i liked it, great, really great.’ she seemed to be asking marie or rachel for quotes. i interrupted her to say, ‘no i have a better one, my quote is: ‘he spelled my name wrong.” she said ‘that’s funny. that’s really funny.’ there was a time where it felt like it was just me and kat and i was looking at her and thinking ‘i know you from somewhere, what should i say’ and maybe said ‘facebook’ or tried to pronounce her last name. marie and kat took pictures of the four of us in groups of three with their phones. kat said she wanted a picture of tao signing my book for the story, then gestured to a tall photographer who seemed to pop out of nowhere. she said he would be standing on a platform to get the shot of tao and i. i’m laughing thinking about this, like…remembering his face, happy non-sequitur friendly face and camera popping out of nowhere. the sensation of people popping up everywhere, out of nowhere.