So last night I had this incredibly detailed, well-plotted dream in which I was sailing with the pirates on the Black Pearl, under the command of Captain Jack Sparrow.
Except that the entire plot hinged on the importance of a stuffed toy rabbit which was on the ship with us.
So, swashbuckling, the open sea, awesome costumes, and a bunny. Yeah.
Must be the after-effects of last week's surgery.
Or maybe I just have one of those brains.