Car painting and your brain

A buddy and I painted a car in my garage over the weekend. The whole house smells like I imagine a meth lab would smell. Being unexperienced with painting cars (or meth labs), I had no idea how complicated the procedure could be. There are sooo many steps and constant cleaning of the surface. I have infinite respect for body shop people now. I wonder when the hallucinations will subside. Jim Morrison and I have been discussing making an album together all day. He has some good ideas, but those leather pants are the funk! Can someone hook a brothuh up with some Febreze?