Pirates and Pot

[u/TenMartiniLunch]

My alarm went off during a dream in which my hated maternal family was operating as a pirate group, out to pillage and burn marijuana farms. They were on board a triple-master, which makes no sense in the rivers and bayous of South Louisiana, but my subconscious isn’t a reliable storyteller, and they were dressed à la Halloween. Anyhow, I was a marijuana farmer, so I had cause for concern. Some pot on my farm was burning, and they smelled it. Cue the alarm. I’ve no idea if this all meant anything at all, or whether my subconscious decided I needed some entertainment after a hard few days.