Lortab Dreams

I had the strangest dream last night. I was painting the living room of my grandmother’s house, but all of her stuff was still there—which would make this task impossible. For some reason I was having a problem with the top of the wall facing the back yard, so Alton Brown was there helping me. You know, from Good Eats and Feasting on Asphalt on the Food Network…that Alton Brown. He didn’t like the green I was using—neither do I now that I picture it in my head. Also, the fireplace was bricked in, so we had to decide what to do about that when one of Alton’s buddies comes over to offer advice. I don’t remember what the advice was, just that Mom wasn’t there or anything—just me and these outsiders. Very strange.