A bag of marshmallows, Benton clouds, Tooker's Repose (embossing on heavy cream paper, 1976), glowing white linen curtains in my room gently billowing (acid memory), running and jumping off the top of a giant sugary dune at White Sands, the sun searing my glasses while lying supine on Santa Monica Beach, the Meuniers' boat at high speed (mixed with Chaos in the CBD), the special trick sound effect in the original Tony Hawk's Pro Skater, a Q-tip swirled around the ear canal, a tongue swirled around the ear canal, a bar of dove soap, soft-close toilet seats, h hunt's Playing Piano For Dad, rocking Tessa to sleep as a newborn, gesso, Titanium White, the first snowfall of the year on Loftus Road last December (muffled evening, so quiet), Smartfood white cheddar popcorn, the smell of a Major League baseball, Wes's first BMW, Wes's second BMW, “To send a little money home / From here to the moon,” Wallace and Gromit: A Grand Day Out, North light, honeysuckle vines, a box of hot Krispy Kreme glazed donuts fresh off the belt, Spanky, the idea of Rick Rubin, a long hug, The White Album, Dad's Strat, Mom playing “Für Elise” on the Steinway in the living room while I'm in bed, Dad's pastel drawing of a Calla lily, staring at the stars with “Homeless” from a jacuzzi in Joshua Tree on mushrooms, getting a hot stone massage high (weed memory), meeting the white wizard after a great workout, asking for help, a fat stack of 8x11 printer paper.