It's 4am and I just woke up from an absurd dream wherein I delivered the worst talk of my life to a dwindling group of college graduates at their commencement. I have no idea why I was doing that, but it had something to do with the Preamble of the Constitution, which makes even less sense now than it did during the dream itself.

The upshot of this dream was that my talk had one great "slide" which seemed to be worth sharing. It read:

• You can never have too much openness.
• You can never have too much freedom.
• Remember the 7 Ps (courtesy of my late cousin, who served as a Ranger):
  

  Proper Prior Planning Prevents Piss-Poor Performance.

• All of the above means you're going to have to work like hell.

Of the hundreds who entered the ceremony at the start there were only a few dozen left when I finished making these points, but I got the feeling that they got it, and that was enough, and then I woke up.