There's a bathroom in my uncle's house that's definitely haunted.  By a friendly and fictional ghost.  Which is another discussion for another day.

Today's point is that the last time I was in there, I had a few memorable thoughts; I started wondering if that bathroom might be a particularly good place for ideas; and I decided it probably was.

And that's my first place like that, my first place to go to think or get creative, my first geographical muse.

And I realize that a non-trivial percentage of idea places belong to crazy people.  But I also realize that a not even close to trivial percentage of crazy people, at least by my definition, are easily as cool as they are crazy, if you pay attention.

So, yeah, I have an idea place now.  Or I'll be testing one out anyway.  Testing it out next time I'm visiting my uncle and cousins and have to poop.