In Eric’s dream, Mick Jagger and the rest of the Rolling
Stones came to our house.
“Why did you paint your interior walls white?” Mick wanted
to know. “We told you to paint them
black.”
“But Mick,” said Eric. “You explicitly said that you wanted
the red door painted black. Well, we don’t
have a red door. AND you never said
anything about the walls…”
