I don’t usually have weird dreams, but this one? Hoo-boy.

Last night in the depths of my unconscious mind, a member of The Decemberists (a band I have never heard, let alone know what they look like) had somehow, via some unspecified means, lost usage of both legs. Completely paraplegic. And for some reason, it was now my duty to fulfill his wish to be cast into the sea. From a great height. From a helicopter.

I don’t know either.