linda says again the obamas have run out of money. i asked where she read that and she says she heard from people who know the obamas. they ran out of material! did you see all the empty containers? um, no. i see megatons of material and a multitude of minions moving said material with  machines. i smile, thinking she's delusional, but i tell her about the empty skyscraper across from the grammy awards, windows painted with bright graffiti, and she tells me about abandoned buildings being planted with vertical gardens, and i tell her about the book the world without us, and we fantasize about the future of obama's tower in the park.