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Bordering on the surreal

Being a Watergate junkie, last Saturday's assignment was to die for. My boss, Andy, wanted me to cover the ACLU's annual Bill of Rights banquet in Oklahoma City.

I was being asked to go becasue Daniel Ellsberg was the guest speaker.

Okay, you remember who Daniel Ellsberg is, don't you?

The Pentagon Papers? Watergate? Richard Nixon?

I jumped at the chance.

Karen, my wife, went with me. The bash was being held at the Clairon in Oklahoma City and dinner was included.

Hey it doesn't get any better.

We got their early for the interview—and for about 30 minutes I had Daniel Ellsberg all to my self. We sat in the lobby outside the room where the dinner would be and talked.

I got to ask him several questions I'd always wanted to, then the weirdness started.

Behind me, in another of the hotel's room, a group of people were dancing — and just as Ellsberg began to speak about Watergate the band started playing The Chicken Dance.

Yeah, the Chicken Dance.

So, my interview with Daniel Ellsberg was done to the soundtrack of the chicken dance.

I'm hoping if I ever get to interview the Pope, Black Stabbath will be nearby.

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