I dreamt that I was working for an organization that helped manage corporate competitions in design of software tools, materials, products, and even machine tools in the Boston metropolitan area. Student groups participated in these competitions in ever-larger numbers, and corporations got an increasing number of innovations through this simple and relatively cheap process. Rich in universities and students, Boston became a prominent innovation center. MIT student groups won many competitions, but they subsequently focused on winning new competitions rather than completing the old ones. Often enough, they did not even collect their awards. Students from other universities in the Boston area jumped into the breach for a fee. The competition for fees was fierce, and they were often traded down. MIT students were suspicious of these helpers, who had no idea of science or engineering, while the helpers were perplexed with MIT students on account of their business ineptitude. One of my jobs was to smooth their cooperation, for both sides were essential in the innovation process. It was important to understand the motivations of various student groups so as to successfully complete a particular competition. When I woke up, I could not believe my dream. As it happened, it had nothing whatsoever to do with me. It was someone else’s dream, as it were.