I had the oddest dream last night. I was helping with the launch of a new line of IKEA BDSM equipment. They had it all set up in the showroom in the usual fashion, and we were arranging it all just so and trying to figure out what to name each of the pieces. The cross, of course, was Andrew, and the wheel would be Catherine, and there was a small bench that for no apparent reason we decided was named Julie.
I have no idea what it means.