There’s a huge public chessboard in Fremantle, the port south of Perth, Western Australia. And it reminds me of the time I played chess with someone who was very logical and versed in the game. I just plonked pieces where I felt they belonged, totally ad hoc, and WON. And he went right off his rocker because he couldn’t logically predict where I was going to move pieces to. Great fun.
Oh, Mo! You are brilliant! I’m going to post this to my blog b/c you gave me such a good & much needed laugh this morning. You are a blessing to me. Art on, Mo. ~amy
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There’s a huge public chessboard in Fremantle, the port south of Perth, Western Australia. And it reminds me of the time I played chess with someone who was very logical and versed in the game. I just plonked pieces where I felt they belonged, totally ad hoc, and WON. And he went right off his rocker because he couldn’t logically predict where I was going to move pieces to. Great fun.
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Oh, Mo! You are brilliant! I’m going to post this to my blog b/c you gave me such a good & much needed laugh this morning. You are a blessing to me. Art on, Mo. ~amy
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