You know, I found this joke in a book once, and honestly, I couldn’t stop laughing. It was that silly-clever kind of funny: “Where do you bury the World Crossword Champion after they die? Six feet down and five feet across.” I went around telling everyone, I liked it that much! Around the same time, I was racking my brain for college project ideas, and then it hit me – crosswords! But then I started thinking… if we’re burying the World Champion (a human being, after all!), shouldn’t it be in three dimensions, not just down and across? Boom –… […] continue reading