Those of you who have seen me in the last week need not read this, as I've already talked your ear off about it. I was inspired. I had a dream*... I invented (or so I thought) People Chess, and the 2 finalists in the tourney will be playing this from the library balcony w/ a megaphone, shouting out their moves to the people below on the field, who will be sitting on the giant chess board, reading seminar or what have you. The white players will wear white plastic aprons & the black pieces will wear garbage bags & when you're commanded to take a piece, you pull a ketchup pack out of your pocket, rip it open, and squirt the conquered piece. I already have 50 people signed up.

*A "dream" in the Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. sense, i.e., a vision of hope for the future, as opposed to a real dream. I haven't had a real dream about chess yet. Although it's just a matter of time. My dreams usually, surprisingly, are not representative of my daily cares and thoughts. I did have a dream last night about edible clothing made from fruit roll-ups. It didn't end well.