During the night:
My next-door neighbor was
Mao Tse Tung. I went to his house, and knocked on his door. I wanted an interview. He told me to come back in ten minutes.
When I came back, we started the interview.
My dad was there. We discussed
Napster; the interview quickly degenerated into a
political argument (it was my dad's fault). Then something bad (
tsunami?) happened and I woke up.