Two nights ago this word came to me while I was *asleep*: synecdoche. sin-eck-doche. syn-ek-da-kee. Don't think I'd heard it ever, and no, I hadn't seen the Charlie Kaufman film of the same name by any stretch. I learned this on further research. "To receive, understand. A part of speech by which a part is put for the whole (50 sail for 50 ships), the whole for a part, the species for the genus, the genus for the species, the name of the material for the thing made." Makes my head hurt. Last night, all the dreams were of loss, water, compaction, unanswerable phones, lost luggage, flirting, buying oddities (jalapeno cotton candy)...and running from mean squirrels. Rise and shine!