Sloth Face

My wife and I were looking out our back window at a large grassy field. The weather looked nice and we noticed a strange man off in the distance. He was a large, older man, looking happy and was trying to skip through very dense grass. It began raining and soon the water was flooding the field. The man was soon swimming through a rough, open expanse of choppy water. We started laughing at how crazy this all was.

A boat approached and we noticed several people on board. One of them was Anthony Bourdain. From that point the dream turned into an episode of No Reservations, doing a special from the Amazon river. They were all drinking and spewing forth the pseudo-philosophical dribble that they normally fill each episode with. The beverages they were drinking were laced with some sort of hallucinogenic, Bourdain relishing every sip.