Dream: I am driving toward nearby Pauls Valley (probably because Michael told me on the phone yesterday that we should petition them to change their name to Rand Pauls Valley) when I see a large explosion in the distance. At first I think it is a fuel bin igniting, but as it rises, I realize it is an Al Qaeda nuclear weapon. Soon I begin to see others, which all resemble the flames from some fajitas I photographed yesterday.
I arrive in Pauls Valley to find the town largely abandoned. I enter a vacant Episcopal Church and begin to search for my mother-in-law Dorothy and my editor Dan. When I find Dan, he is dying from acute radiation poisoning, but when I find Dorothy, she is fine, and asks me for a ride back home to Ada.