I thought this was a great idea. After all, my world is Rennie-centric, why shouldn't everyone's be?
Then we thought it might be fun to offer to measure people's belt sizes. As in: how many Rennies will wrap around you? That determines the length of the belt you'll need. I pointed out that we'd need to measure the interior of the circle I'd make, because only the exterior of a Rennie-circle is 61 inches long.
As you might imagine, the conversation got a little silly. I was trying to picture wrapping myself around a person for accurate measurements, and I was concerned that I wouldn't be very good at it. My body doesn't make a geometric circle, because my knees bend the wrong way. (Most people's do.)
It was then that I suggested simply wrapping just my legs around people, since I know I'm capable of that. I can even hook my ankles and support myself, if a person's waist is Rennie-sized.
"We could measure the length of my inner legs, from heel to heel," I speculated. "Basically I guess it'd be twice my inseam -- and that would equal one (1) Rennie."
"We could do it at a booth next year," said
"This could be fun for everyone! And we could donate the proceeds to breast cancer or something, so we won't feel dirty."
Well, that's the concept -- as I remember it, at least. It was one of those conversations that evolve and take on a life of their own, so I may have erred on some of the details. But just think.... Rennie-Measurements! Coming soon to a Ren(nie) Faire near you.
Or (more likely) just in my imagination. Who knows? But it made me laugh, and that's what really matters.