After watching Bowling for Columbine, my dreams for the next few days were about Michael Moore being my dad. He was a really nice dad, too. He cut a hole in my bedroom floor down to the garage and added a firefighter pole, a dream I always had as a child, and then played games with me. After that he enlarged my backyard playground and we went down the chutes together. I originally thought he was a bit of a jerk, but after that experience I think he's a really nice guy.