Theories are divine. I believe this. They are bestowed. This is why they come in more than one electrical package of arrival. They can be a tingle of awareness__'Oh, isn't that an interesting idea?'__to a cataclysmic blast__"Holy Sheet!! Where did THAT come from!?! I can't believe I thought of that!?! I can't believe I never thought of it before!?!"

Yep, out of the clear blue, or grey, or dark and booming sky can come the strangest of notions. The one that arrived this morning with my second cup of coffee and the kick-in of my migraine meds was the reason we have such a problem with weight these days. It isn't our diet. It's escalators. I lay all the blame on Nathan Ames who came up with the original patent design for the revolting__I mean the revolving stairs in 1859. There were later designers but he is the first on record for the patent so we'll blame him.

[This is actually a Reno escalator but, hey, one must settle for what one can find]

Anyway, back to business. Stairs. Take them out of the back, dank, grey, enclosed, echoing enclosures and make them centerpieces of art. Make them user friendly.

  Entice people to use them. Open up the idea that steps walked under ones own power is a good thing. Heck, half the the time the escalators don't work right anyway. Yes, yes, I know there may be some who might have a problem climbing 26 floors of stairs in the high-rises they work and live in. Well, that's what elevators are for. Escalators don't run there anyway. I mean if you think about it the increase in national waistlines came with the increase in escalators not elevators.

The one little itty bitty problem I can foresee might be the handling of speed...or lack thereof. We might need lanes. Possibly separate cases altogether to alleviate staircase rage. And there might be some whistling and air-horn action going on with the move it or lose it bunch

 but over-all I think I'm on to something here.