For a square so gray, Dundas Square certainly gets a lot of play. In the past year it’s been home to a giant Corn Maize, Zombies dancing to Thriller, a series of one-minute video installations, and, most strangely, a soy milk promotion involving vacationing cows. Beyond that, it has hosted graffiti festivals, Mothers Against Violence rallies, dubious weekly craft fairs, and gaggles of policemen and women fraternizing and bored on the eve of some summer gunfights. It’s even home to one of the City’s more amusing panhandlers – she who justs wants money to buy a pair of ‘comfy socks.’ It ‘tries to be many things to many people,’ even though ‘you’re not allowed to stand on any of the tree planters, and you actually need a city-issued permit before you can ride your bike across it.” Indeed, a million trillion things have taken place in our faulty square. But, has it ever hosted a pillowfight? This Sunday’s just might be a first.