Couple nights ago I had a dream that seemed to be one of an occasional series I've been having the past few years, wherein I travel to an altered version of the Sound coast in the eastern part of the Bronx, not far from where I lived when I started having these dreams. I usually meet women who come up to me there -- in the dreams, I mean.
Anyway, in this one I wound up playing with 3 attractive women a game similar to go, but made for several players. We had black, white, red, and yellow stones, one color for each player.* There were blue stones for a possible fifth player available. The stones were square and the board was sectioned into a smaller section on my left and the remainder on the right, reminiscent of the way the 80-column punch cards were sectioned for Fortran programming, except that the left section's rows extended farther down, making the whole thing L-shaped. I don't remember which color I had, but in waking life red is my favorite.
* People talk as if "dreaming in color" were rare, but I don't find that to be true at all. If we dreamed in monochrome, surely we'd notice this as a startling contrast to the waking world! I think it's just a matter of whether color is significant to what we're experiencing. Ask me what color anything else was in this dream, like the ladies' hair, and even though they were good looking, I don't remember, because it was the game that I was focusing on. The board was nice yellowish unstained side-grain wood with reddish-brown trim. See, even with ladies around, even in my dreams, I'm a gamer.