Excess Love

I keep thinking about going to Speaker's Corner in Hyde Park and giving a speech. It's been one of my life's goals. There's just something about me, absolutely hating public speaking, going to the most famed forum for public speaking and giving a speech to the completely random assemblage. Of course, I'd record it, at least on tape.

One of the biggest problems will be traveling so that I end up there during the local daytime, so I don't get shanked at midnight giving a ridiculous speech. That's just a matter of timing and planning, so that's not so big. Another is the price, but again, timing and planning. It's definitely something that will require a fair bit of advance planning.

The biggest problem is the speech to give. I can't go without a topic, at the least, and maybe I should go with a speech prepared. And therein lies the rub. It would have been easy to write on the trip over, but I think I'll have to sleep on that plane ride. No, I have to write it first, then travel over there, give my two minute speech, and roll out. What's the topic? I've labored over this for a while, and my best thought: There is too much love in this world. Something in the vein of Swift's "A Modest Proposal." We'll see how I handle that so as not to come off like a jackass. Ah, dreams.

Oh, by the way, three hundredth post, and it only took three years. Woo, I guess.