January 8, 2007
10:04 PM PST

Doc was very scared, as he slipped down the cable and reconnected it just in time. A little jolt of electricity sent Doc flying backwards a bit onto the curb.

'Great Scott!' Doc shouted, as he sat up on the curb. 'I forgot to tell Marty,' Doc continued, as be stood up, 'when he gets back to the future, he needs to get DirecTV HD!' Then, with excitement, Doc continued, 'It will already have all the best channels, and soon it'll have three times more HD capacity than cable! Impossible?' Doc then snorted a little, and he ran down the road where the time vehicle left behind fire tracks, shouting, 'That's what they said about my flux capacito-or!'

oooooooooo

'Emmett!' called a familiar voice. 'Honey, wake up!'

Doc then opened his eyes, as he saw Clara gazing at him.

'Wow,' Clara continued, 'you sure must be very obsessed with DirecTV! You're just as bad as our daughter, Haven.'

'I dunno what happened, Clara,' Doc replied, stunned. 'This dream felt so real to me! It was like I was back in 1955 again - only, for some strange reason, I had DirecTV on my mind. They didn't even have that in 1985, let alone in 1955.'

'Well, do you want me to make you a cup of hot cocoa?' Clara asked, sweetly.

'That would be great, sweetheart,' replied Doc, smiling back, as he stepped out of bed.