Today is “Talk Like a Pirate Day.”

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My pirate name is:
Dread Pirate Rackham

Like the famous Dread Pirate Roberts, you have a keen head for how to make a profit. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!

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Perchance to dream…

Any dream interpreters out there?

Last night I had a strange one. The dream started with me getting on a Canada Air flight.

The strange thing about this plane was that all the seats were bench-style. Some faced forward in the cabin, others faced the side. I sat in one facing the side. At this point in the dream, I realized that I wasn’t wearing a shirt. Thankfully, I did have pants, but I was surprised they let me on the plane bare-chested. No one seemed to notice even though everyone else was fully clothed.

I just checked and found out there is an Air Canada but not a Canada Air. Still, why Canada Air? I’ve never been to Canada, don’t plan on going there, and don’t want to. In the words of Homer Simpson, “why would you want to leave America to visit American Junior?”

And what is up with being shirtless? Is there some phobia related to having a bare torso on a plane?

Or maybe Freud would say “sometimes being shirtless on a Canadian airplane is just being shirtless on a Canadian airplane.”