* I left my back door unlocked and open all night long.
* Gene Wilder was standing by my opened back door.
* He was helping the old guy downstairs move out.
* I was debating the VP debates with a guy from church.
* He was wearing a t-shirt, which is weird because I have never seen him "dressed down", just in church clothes.
* Actually, a good chunk of my dreams were about debating political stuff. Seriously. My logic was irrefutable.